His expression was focused and grave, and fine beads of sweat even dotted his forehead. This action was clearly consuming a tremendous amount of his Heart Power.
Finally, his fingers seemed to touch a specific "node."
The next moment, his hands, which had been hovering in the air, jerked apart in a motion like someone struggling to draw a heavy bowstring or pull a thick rope taut.
"HUMMM!"
It was an incredibly faint, muffled sound, yet it seemed to reverberate directly in the soul.
It wasn't a sound heard by the ears, but a tremor in space itself—the strange sensation of a "string," which maintained some sort of balance, being suddenly pulled to its breaking point.
With this formless hum, something on a plane imperceptible to ordinary people seemed to have been briefly disturbed.
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「The center of the battlefield.」
Avril drew her bow again.
