Elvira's gaze sharpened, her mind racing as she analyzed Storm's every move. 'How the hell is this beast doing this?'
She had fought magical creatures before, seen beasts using magic-like abilities but not to this scale.
This wasn't some brute-force application of raw mana like lesser creatures. Elvira's body burned from the lightning strikes, her muscles screaming with pain—but her mind?
It was sharper than ever.
'Is it their bodies? Their organs?' Inferno and Storm's attacks weren't just wild bursts of power—they were like magic.
Her eyes flickered, looking at storm coming at her. 'Did they consume some kind of relic?'
If that were the case, she had read of similar things before. Relic that mutate beast giving them abilities beyond their nature.
'But if it's not that…' Her breath hitched. 'Then that means—'
These creatures weren't mutations. They were normal here.
