It didn't matter if you had a higher spirit power; what mattered was how you'd use it in the fight. In the high-stakes game of survival, efficiency was the only law.
Even the strongest spirit masters wouldn't stand a chance if they depleted their spirit power in such an idiotic way like this group here.
They had treated their internal energy like an infinite ocean rather than a precious reservoir, and now they were gasping for air in a desert of their own making.
"They…" The masked girl was taken aback by what she heard. She had been on the run for so long, viewing these pursuers as an unstoppable wall of terror, that the idea of them being powerless was difficult to process.
She looked at their trembling hands and their flickering red auras, and for the first time, she saw the truth in William's words.
