Without explaining Pramanix's misunderstanding, Hoshino had more pressing matters to attend to.
She had to make the most of her time and test Durandal's strength without armor. Dawn's Glory was said to be merely casual attire, but its power could serve as a baseline. Any future Durandal character cards surely wouldn't be weaker than Dawn's Glory.
"Henshin!"
The golden-haired, blue-eyed battle knight appeared in all her splendor within the shrine.
She was dashing and elegant, exuding a crisp, capable air from head to toe. Though she was not particularly old, her body was remarkably mature.
More importantly, she radiated vigorous power.
Unlike the immortal, Night Squire's sense of power was like a deep lake. There was a harmonious ease to her every movement, all thanks to the control Fu Hua had honed over countless years. Durandal, however, was different. Her power surged forth like a volcano on the verge of eruption.
It couldn't be helped. The difference lay in the accumulation of time.
Hoshino raised the lance capable of dividing yin from yang and dawn from dusk, boundless might gathering in her arms.
An unnatural wind swept through the shrine.
It was a scorching heat that left one's mouth dry. The air warped in that instant, and the hot spring gave off great billows of mist. Hoshino herself did not feel much, but the spectacle startled her senseless, and she hurriedly withdrew her power.
"I can't do this at the shrine... One strike and this whole mountain might get flattened."
Hoshino tried not to tear down her own home.
Naturally, she could not tear down someone else's home either.
Hoshino, transformed into a golden-haired female knight, quietly left the shrine. She arrived in the wilderness around Lungmen and, after scouting the area, confirmed that there was no sign of habitation