Amber knew that it was difficult for those who had just entered the Listener to build themselves up to fly using memory magic.
Yet, the young girl before her was already flying steadily in mid-air, the meaning of which was clearly not simple.
Coupled with the fact that she possessed the combat power to contend with middle tier Listeners when she was still a ninth-tier apprentice, Amber had to take this seriously.
At this moment, before her eyes, Amelia's threat level had far surpassed that alchemy ship.
She stopped all attacks on the alchemy ship, held her sword horizontally in front of her, and took out a potion bottle with her other hand, drinking it down.
It was a magic restoration potion. She had been bombarding the Moonlight for so long, her consumption was naturally not small. She needed to replenish as much as she could at this moment.
Amelia gave her an unusual feeling. She always feels that this person would be unexpectedly difficult to deal with.
