Javier's eyes hardened slightly. "It's not that we can't handle them… but according to the information my father gave me, a fifth-stage Celestial is no joke. Right, Ari? Aria?"
From deep within Gloria, Aria's gentle voice resonated softly:
"Correct."
The calm but powerful voice filled the space around them. "A fifth-stage Celestial isn't merely a magical powerhouse. It's a living disaster. Once Edmund fully merges and unleashes its true strength, his soldiers won't simply be stronger—they'll become something else entirely. Unnatural. Twisted by celestial power."
Gloria placed her hand softly on her chest as Ari spoke next from inside Liana:
"A fifth-stage Celestial grants its vessel automatic regeneration. Not quite as rapid as a sixth stage, but still dangerously powerful. Conventional sword strikes or magical attacks won't be enough to quickly damage him."
Liana exhaled slowly, visibly steadying herself as she absorbed Ari's warning.
