"How could you change so suddenly? " Clementia thought, watching Caspia, who had now completely transformed into the Saintess Lucilia.
Clementia was currently stationed behind a stone wall conjured by Lucilia, hiding atop a high cliff. She kept herself in constant readiness, poised to cast her amnis fire blast the very moment the Queen Ant attempted to spawn its eggs.
Meanwhile, right after casting the stone wall amnis, Lucilia had leaped directly into the abyss below.
"LUCILIA!" Clementia screamed instinctively. Yet, deep down, she knew that the current Lucilia—the current Caspia—would undoubtedly be fine.
Because she was definitely heading toward him.
Down below, as Lucilia plummeted, a cold hand of iron reached out and caught her by the waist.
Lucilia gently placed her hand over metallic grip. That mechanical hand—that automail—was a physical manifestation of her past negligence toward Allen.
