The Judge of Flames fell over her butt as soon as the energy wave hit her.
It was practically impossible that the kind of power she was feelling, refined and composed, belonged to that Mathew dude. He beat her to a pulp with brute force and raw power, he didn’t have that kind of vibe before.
But she knew her senses to be sharp and never let her down, which meant that as crazy as it seemed, the young man in front of her, at that very moment...
Was overflowing with a god-like power.
The only problem was how his eye looked like that.
It seemed as if something or someone had gouged it from its socket, in a very, very painful way. However, there was nothing she could do about it, besides waiting for him to wake up. The sun wa
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