In the mirror's display, Lili activated a strengthening item crafted by Orsted, who had anticipated her plan.
Cinder Ella allowed her to transform into any race with a similar physique.
The strengthening item bypassed this limit, enabling her to assu forms with vastly different body sizes.
In the ani, Apollo's dwarves, battered by Lili's team, were sidelined, recovering in their residence, unfit for this War Ga.
Unable to mimic a dwarf to infiltrate Shre Old Castle Ruins, Lili used the item to beco an Apollo Familia mber with a starkly different physique.
Leah, a Hestia Familia lee mber, wielded magic that minimized a person's presence for five minutes, rendering them nearly invisible.
With Leah's aid, Lili brazenly slipped into the castle, located her pre-marked Apollo Familia target, knocked them out, and hid them.
Disguised as that mber, she posed as a cargo handler, probing the Apollo Familia's defenses.
The ruse was flawless—no one suspected her. Lili mapped out their patrol routes, defenses, and layout, strolling through the castle multiple tis undetected.
In Orario, Apollo, watching via divine mirror, seethed, cursing his Familia's obliviousness. Hyakinthos, holed up in his room, ignored the breach, fueling Apollo's rage.
How could he, previously humbled by Lili and Tifa, assu victory?
Fun-seeking gods, including Hers and Hestia, savored Apollo's ltdown, their faces alight with amusent.
Apollo, regaining composure, glared at Hestia's smugness. "Don't gloat yet, Hestia," he growled. "So what if your Familia sniffed out our setup? Our numbers crush you."
He boasted of his seven or eight Level 2s, confident they could neutralize Orsted and Lili and Tifa, leaving Hestia's rookie elves defenseless.
But his words backfired.
Lili sprang into action, using unknown ans to summon Tifa and the others, hidden outside, into the castle.
She orchestrated a precise strike on the defense's weak points. In half a minute, Apollo's formation collapsed, shredded by elental magics.
Familia mbers fell, their fates unclear, as Apollo's legs buckled, collapsing in despair.
How could Hestia's rookies wield such power? Their lee and magical prowess rivaled Level 2s, overwhelming his forces.
Even Hyakinthos and his Level 2s stood no chance. Apollo's gaze drifted to Hestia, her malicious grin and icy stare chilling him as visions of defeat flooded his mind.
In Babel, Hers whispered to Asfi. "That glow from Hestia's kids—it's magic items, right?"
Asfi, stunned, struggled to process. Over twenty Hestia Familia mbers, each with five magic items?
Her own decades of crafting yielded just a dozen permanent items, yet Hestia's team was decked out.
"Yes, Lord Hers," she said, breathless. "Each has five magic items. That light is their power."
"Orsted, you're full of surprises," Hers murmured, tipping his hat with a sly smile.
anwhile, Orsted's magic mirror revealed Lili's strategy. "Perfect use of Cinder Ella," he said, smiling.
Orario exploded as Hestia's assault unfolded, the city buzzing with shock and awe at their dominance.
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