"The aura of Myth...hmm!"
Julie was watching her disciple spar when she suddenly noticed a strange but familiar energy fluctuation near her.
"Elizabeth's younger brother..."
Julie's opinion of the Skylar family was already low, and the person she disliked the most was none other than Dawn.
If it weren't for this little bastard, she wouldn't have to come to this godforsaken place again.
Julie SilverRose exhaled through her nose, a flicker of irritation passing over her usually serene face. The mana in Mesarith was so thin it might as well not exist, making every breath feel dry and lifeless.
And the cause of her suffering? None other than Dawn. The bane of her existence. The reason she was stuck in this godforsaken place instead of sipping spirit-infused tea in a mana-rich city.