The little girl was none other than the one they had recently rescued from the Judgement Ground.
Xiangzi's eyes revealed a suspicious look, while a trace of panic flashed across the little girl's face. The next moment, she promptly took hold of her basket and turned to escape. Yet, she seemed to have forgotten the steps behind the bread workshop; as she retreated, she tripped on them, losing her Balance while turning, her slender body leaning backward, and she fell back along with the bread in the basket.
However, at that moment, time seemed to freeze. Xiangzi raised his right hand, and the little girl, along with her basket and the black bread flying out of it, halted in midair.
"Womadallas—" the young man recited a Spell, and under the constraint of an invisible Strength, the bread in the air returned to the basket, which then returned to the girl's hand, pulling her back from her unbalanced state.
