The Grand Magus took a deep breath, her cloak billowing in the wind as her cold, silver eyes never left Ken.
Despite the calm exterior, a whirlwind of thoughts churned in her mind. She could feel the immense pressure of the situation — facing a fellow Grand Magus, a force she knew could easily match her own.
Ken was unpredictable, dangerous. She couldn't afford to make a mistake. Every move had to be precise, calculated. The last thing she wanted was to reveal her full hand.
'I can't summon any more beasts,' she thought, the weight of the realization settling in. Her summons were her weapons, but they weren't invincible.
She had to rely on her skill — her mastery over the scales.
'No more distractions, just me and him.'