"Are you trying to take our magic power because you're running out?"
Achill turned at the question and saw a white-haired girl who bore some resemblance to Mira step slowly out of the crowd.
The girl walked gracefully up to him, stopping less than two meters away. She gave him a broad, understanding smile, then asked again in a gentle voice, "Is that why?"
"Uh, more or less~" Achill remembered Mystogan telling him that magic in Edolas came in the form of items. Apparently, she thought the magic tool he used to cast spells was running low on power, hence the question. That was not quite his reason, but it was close enough—the only difference was that the power belonged to him rather than a tool. Although he had conserved as much magic power as possible while fighting Edolas's Erza, he had still used a fair amount. That expenditure might have been negligible compared with his total reserves, but in a world full of unknowns, especially with an important mission weighing on him, who would ever complain about having too much magic power? It was always good to stock up, just in case~
That was what Achill really thought. With that in mind, he smiled and said, "Your name is Lisanna, right? If I remember correctly... may I call you that?"
When she nodded slightly, Achill continued with a smile, "Heh, just as you said, that fight with Erza used up far too much of my magic power. If I don't replenish it soon, I could easily find myself in danger~ You understand now, right? I really do need magic power, and lots of it! Of course, what I have left is still enough for a battle or two..." He made sure to tack on that last remark. The implication