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The Great Ancestor's magic was simply of a level that could be catalogued as "Divine" and perhaps even above that, "Supreme" might also be a better word to describe it.
Her magic alone conjured a giant formation out of thin air… Which wasn't actually a formation, as Medea realized this power came from not only the Great Ancestor's connection to her Goddess, but also from her own cultivated magic power.
"Her Magic is similar to mine on some aspects, but… also tied with the Divine Realm of the Gods…" Medea thought, her countless crimson eyes beginning to disappear one after another, as her magic power was being not only suppressed, but drained. "That wasn't even a Spell but just her Will exuding from her Aura…"
"Hey, don't forget us."
"Ah!"
Medea's eyes widened, as she saw a huge golden werewolf appear behind her, over five meters of height, perhaps the largest of his species she had ever seen in her life.
"He's enormous?!"
"RAAAAHHHH!"
