Facing Three True Mages!

"Haha, your chubby face has actually become so pretty. Damn."

Tron poked at her cheeks with his fingers and pinched them. Liberty huffed in fake annoyance and slapped his palm away.

"Don't you know more than to grab my cheeks!? After more than a decade you haven't changed."

She turned and walked away in annoyance.

Tron laughed uproariously. She truly hasn't changed after all these years. "You're even stronger than me. But don't worry, I will catch up to you surely."

Liberty gave a shallow smile as she replied: "It's fine. I can protect you. Just like you did when we were young."

"I'm not that weak." Tron lifted his head and stared at the Xaviar and the others, who were acting unnaturally. He gave a faint smile and asked: "Did you leave them for me?"