052 Seeds Of Fear

With a nod of affirmation Ventus wasted no time in getting ready. Immediately reaching into her pocket dimension, she pulled out the staff that Otto made just for her.

[Gaze Of The Pinnacle].

Normally she doesn't have a need for it as most of the spells she chants are not challenging for Ven however, because of the massive quantity of enemies Ventus refused to hold back and brought forth her weapon.

A sign that showed the gravitas of the situation.

The staff's dragon horn body glowed in her hands. Coming to life eagerly as it's master finally summoned it.

Its ornate patterns carved into the shimmering dark orange of the body were still just as breathtaking as the first time I had laid eyes upon it.

At the staffs most high point, the crystallized eye of Jupiter nestled between intertwining stems shimmered and exuded its own streams of mana. Similar to me enveloping my body in aura, it did the same except with a deadly mana.