"I'm coming!"
Thor shouted, unleashing the magic within him without restraint, almost like opening the floodgates.
Among magicians, it was rare to go all out the moment they first met an opponent.
Even with a phase supporting their power, the magician themselves still served as the output port in the Material World, so it was not without cost.
Once the consumption grew too great, maintaining that tremendous output required refining life force into magic instead-in other words, fighting by overtaxing the body.
Yet even when his hair and fingers shone with intense blue-white light, Thor still looked full of energy, without the slightest sign of physical strain.
The reason he could manage it so easily was simple.
"Thor!"
Marian's furious roar almost shook the construction lights above this alloy nest dark.
In fact, they had already begun flickering, casting an unhealthy pallor over the dark dwarf girl's face.
It was a sign that the generators throughout the Ship Graveyard were beginning to overload.
The reason Thor could unleash his magic without restraint was precisely that he was taking advantage of this temple's terrain.
As Gremlin's combat representative, Thor's duty was to eliminate every obstacle.
Thus, aside from what the ritual required, all of Gremlin's resources had been lent to him. Still, overloading the entire temple simply to maximize his output was something anyone would call extravagant.
Especially Marian.
Watching Thor squander the stronghold Gremlin had built at who knew what cost, she ground her teeth in bitter fury, like a wealthy miser who had scrimped all their life watching a good-for-nothing heir spend recklessly.
Yet despite briefly wanting to use her authority as its smith to sever Thor's connection, Marian did nothing.
Not only that, she also stopped the companions around her who were beginning to stir.
"Leave him alone.