"Lady Witch is so awesome!"
Wanda pumped her fist excitedly, stars in her eyes, feeling proud by association.
Only Tom remained expressionless, shrugging without a ripple of emotion.
He looked as though this was only to be expected.
Ever since his first meeting with Hermione, when she had pinned him to the ground and wiped the floor with him, he had accepted reality.
After that, he had witnessed even more of her outrageous abilities.
Even someone as proud as Little Voldemort had to admit that he was nowhere near this woman's level.
If he just lay down and accepted it, he wouldn't get hurt.
Silence settled over the scene for a moment.
"Your Majesty, you're far too modest."
Hermione put away her wand and dispersed the Heavenly Blue Ice Flame in her hand, a smile appearing on her face.
"In terms of raw power, I'm certainly no match for you. I only used a little trick just now. I've gained some new insights into magic recently and developed a new way to use it, that's all."
This wasn't mere politeness.
Her magic level really was lower than Odin's.
During their exchange, she had roughly gauged Odin's magic level. He should have been at the peak of level seven.
If it came down to a fight of attrition, her level six magical power certainly wouldn't outlast his.
She had only managed to hold her own against the God King thanks to the higher level of the Heavenly Blue Ice Flame and the new defensive technique she had developed in a flash of inspiration.
When faced with Gungnir's thrust just now, she had discovered that Element Transformation was utterly useless.
Gungnir, the spear that never missed, came with a spatial lock. There was no escaping it.
Her only option had been to