Stress Test

Making our way back to the mansion was relatively hassle-free.

We were accosted by two nobodies, but instead of playing along with the whole song and dance, I just sunk one down to his waist and Flare knocked out the second.

As we approached the mansion, a deep knot began to settle in my stomach once I opened the door.

"Nice place ice freak! I figured someone with your skill would be living well," Ivy said as she boldly walked forward, not feeling any of the fear that I had been.

"I'd expect no less from a Legate Class Mage, but even so it is a little surprising," Flare said, noting my fear yet choosing to ignore it and walk forward.

Maybe it'll be okay?

After walking through the foyer and taking off our footwear, I headed towards the living room, my confidence growing with every step.

Why was I even scared in the first place? Teresa ought to understand, given she's royalty and all.