Selûne's words had been simple, but Hill still understood what she meant.
Edna was actually just an ordinary Ninth-Circle Mage now. No matter who she faced, she had no power to resist them.
Even if she had only just entered the Transcendent realm, it still wouldn't have been enough. Once the enemy became an avatar of the Gods, a Mage below level 30 couldn't hurt them at all.
An existence like Umberlee was exceedingly rare even in the Multiverse.
This was truly the final battle. It was impossible for there to be another weakling like that... At the very least, they couldn't appear to be that weak.
If the apocalypse had been caused by someone like Umberlee, Toril would probably be plagued by countless disturbances.
A powerful enemy like Ao was one thing. But having locusts come every day might be a little too much for him to accept.
Therefore, Ao had let her enter the enormous storm formed from Primordial Power inside the volcano's crater... With the Goddess of Magic's soul as her support, she could absorb as much Primordial Energy as she wanted without suffering a mental breakdown or turning into an idiot or a madwoman.
No wonder Ao had chosen to activate the patch he had originally prepared for the future, Chult, ahead of time... On Edna's Path of Fate, she had never encountered any life-or-death calamity.
At the Habel Family's place, she hadn't been captured and taken to the sacrificial altar, nor had she suffered the agony of having her mind shattered before being completed by the Magic Weave.
At Nimbror Island, she hadn't been ganged up on by Umberlee and Sebek and suffered a crushing defeat.
Even at the most dangerous Snowfall Island, she had somehow remained completely unharmed. The greatest trouble had still been