Advent of Malice

Alphie continued to glare at him, and while he was distracted, cruz started to chant once more. Seeing this, he swung his hand to slap her, but she avoided it by stepping back 

"You don't get it do you? Fighting back is only going to make things worse, besides, can't you hear that? It's been quiet, isn't it obvious what happened? THe party who you were waiting for to help you, are gone." 

Hearing this Cruz slowed down her chant, he was right. Even if she had managed to get past him now, their whole dungeon trip would have been useless. Seeing this she stopped chanting. 

"Ah... That expression where all your hopes of crushed... I can't get sick of it …" Said the man with a wide grin 

But the expression of despair on her face changed into an angered one as she quickly muttered 

"Saint-Class Fire Magic: Flos ignea Cretaea" Translation: Fiery Flower 

6 red hot petals were formed and merged together to form a flower 

"You little..."