As they were returning to the cult's settlement, the mood among the group was light.
One of the priests who had water affinity helped wash the blood from her brother's body while another priest tore strips from his own cloak and used them to cover the minor wounds he had gotten.
But overall, her brother was okay. And this fact made Nelliel feel incredibly relieved.
One of the priests jokingly ruffled her brother's long hair and casually asked.
"You rascal, aren't you going to tell us how you dealt with that horde all by yourself? We all ran here to save your ass, you know."
Her brother sighed and replied in his usual dull tone.
"It's not that big a deal. Beasts, as well as most monsters, don't cover their bodies with mana, so they have no way to defend against attacks that divide space itself. I am actually not that strong compared to those of you who have also reached Phase Three. It is just that I am the worst enemy those beasts could've faced."
