'Overwhelming.'
That's how I'd describe Tharvek.
Staring at him as he stood completely still, his white robe fluttering faintly while his hands were clasped behind his back, I swallowed quietly as I pushed myself up.
"Well, not bad, I guess."
For obvious reasons, I had no choice but to hold back.
But even then...
'I probably didn't need to hold back. The results would've been the same unless I used my Emotive Magic and Curse Magic. '
No...
Would Emotive Magic even work on him?
The more I interacted with him, the more I started to doubt it.
He was still completely blank in my eyes.
"You."
Feeling his gaze, I raised my head to meet his gaze. He smiled.
"You were pretty good."
"T-thank you."
I tried to sound tired and worn, which I was to some extent, as I brought myself up.
