"So, are we close enough?" Sofia asked, shifting her gaze to Vera.
"Yes, I think I'll be able to get a good grasp of their strength," Vera replied, though her tone carried hesitation.
"What is it?" Sofia raised an eyebrow.
They had finally managed to get a table close enough to Zaroth's squad, which had been difficult considering the cafeteria was always full.
"I… I'm not sure this is a good idea," Vera admitted.
"Vera," Sofia said, crossing her legs.
"We know they somehow managed to defeat two Epic Beasts and their master, right? Not only that, but this kid—Zaroth—when I saw him after being rescued by Elysia, he was half-dead and yet had a smile on his face as he carried the beheaded head of a man."
Her voice grew more firm. "So, we have to know what they're capable of, especially considering we might face them in the approaching Tournament."
With a sigh, Vera nodded slightly, reluctantly agreeing with her friend. She shifted her gaze toward the group of four.
