"That confident?" Ethan raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"If it were just me, I might consider dragging things out a bit," Seraphina said, shifting her tone. Then, with absolute confidence, she continued, "But now? Whether it's me, Cicero, or Elyra, we're all fully grown. Numbers mean nothing to us! Without real power, they won't even be able to stand in front of us. Besides, with Eldorin and Bromir on our side, if five Hero-class units can't take down a single Colossal Gold Mine, that'd be downright embarrassing!"
"I agree with Seraphina."
Cicero, who rarely voiced his opinion, nodded without hesitation. "At our level, low-tier units are completely meaningless. Whether it's Seraphina's Venomous Dragon Breath, my own, or Elyra's Divine Storm, or even Eldorin's Entangling Roots—we wipe out entire armies in a single strike. Two or three hits, and they're all dead!"