"What happened? Why are you stopping the attack?"
Ruther asked Carl, seeing that the mirror had suddenly stopped rotating. Even the beam of light that had just been conjured disappeared.
Moreover, suddenly, the three figures that were visible from the outside vanished as if someone had covered them up.
"I don't know. I just... lost control."
Carl was also confused.
Earlier, he suddenly gained full control over the artifact from the mirror, inexplicably urging him to destroy everyone inside.
However, when he was about to do just that, suddenly, he lost control again.
If he didn't know better, he would have thought he was being played.
"Maybe he resolved that guy himself. Let's wait a little for now. Don't let your guard down."
Ruther advised with a serious voice as the sudden appearance of that figure in a black robe reminded him of someone.
"I know. I just want the Breath of the First Flame and nothing else. As long as the mirror helps me get it, I am happy."
