Time passed very quickly. After he promised Albert, Cain stood outside the towering chamber. He wasn't just waiting; he was processing what he saw as he let out a slow sigh, reviewing all his comrades' performances.
Abel's sword skills were getting sharper and a bit different from usual. He, who took the Western longsword technique, which usually involved a basic defense and power, now relied more on a bit of movement rather than standing still waiting to be slashed by the enemy.
Rika, despite having a problem with her mind. Her shots still aimed right at the enemy's core, and her new fighting technique that combined close-range with a pistol, honestly, made Cain's body shudder.
Louise, there was no doubt she was the one who had the most significant development after facing strong enemies. The precision of her stabs was terrifying; even Cain's hair stood on end watching her.
