"Damn, what kind of skill is this? That Pallum's inside the castle but coordinating with Hestia's team outside."
"She's a walking command hub!" an adventurer exclaid, eyes glued to the divine mirror.
"Look, Apollo's folks are ignoring Hestia's team again."
"It's that female elf's magic," another noted, spotting Leah's presence-dampening spell.
"What are those two won doing at the gate?" soone asked, as Tifa and Aerith approached the castle entrance.
"That woman's gorgeous. Hestia's got such a beauty? She's my goddess now," a smitten adventurer declared.
"Uh, mate, Orario's crawling with actual goddesses," another retorted.
"Tch, forget those fun gods. Who is she?"
"Think her na's Tifa."
"Ranks up fast—not as quick as Orsted, Hestia's captain, but faster than Sword Princess Ais."
"Impressive. My kind of goddess!"
"All of Hestia's mbers, except Orsted, are won—and stunning. Even that Pallum sneaking in is a cutie."
"Gods, I'd kill to join Hestia's Familia. Surrounded by beauties, Orsted's living the dream."
"Keep dreaming. They only take won, besides Orsted."
"Hestia recruits female elves to avoid elven contact issues."
"Elven habits?"
"Yeah, elves hate touching non-elves. But elf-on-elf? No problem."
"How do you know all this?"
"Researched it when I heard about this War Ga. Hestia's details are scarce, though."
"Share the intel, man!"
"Hundred thousand Valis."
"Stingy bastard."
"I worked hard for this. Pay up."
"Are there really so many mages in Hestia's Familia?"
"Most prefer magic, yeah."
"Besides a few lee elves, they're mostly mages. Not surprising."
"Wait, Tifa's got magic too—support type, like that other elf's, and it works on others."
"That other one's Aerith. Looks odd with that huge staff."
"There's light coming off them. What's that?"
"Aerith's aiming at the gate!" As Aerith raised her staff, gods and adventurers gasped, sensing her intent.
"That gate's reinforced thick. Aerith's a newbie in Hestia's Familia—she can't have that power."
"Tifa might, she's ranked up."
A deafening explosion cut through the mirror. Seconds later, the Apollo-reinforced gate shattered under Aerith's staff strike.
"What the hell? Aerith smashed it to bits with one hit!" an adventurer shouted.
"That's Level 2 power!"
"Magic-boosted, no less!"
"Hestia's hiding monsters like her!"
"Tifa's stronger, though. Aerith needed Tifa's magic to pull that off."
"Nah, that light on Aerith isn't Tifa's magic."
"It's magic items," a sharp-eyed adventurer said. "Aerith's got an enhancent item."
"Magic items on a rookie? Insane!"
"Apollo's crew finally noticed—they're attacking Aerith and Tifa!"
"So many guards at the gate. They're done for," soone warned, as Apollo's wall archers and gate guards surged toward the pair, arrows nocked.
Adventurers in Orario tensed, pitying the two beauties facing a hail of arrows.
But a monstrous magic torrent—interwoven elental spells—erupted, slamming the wall. Apollo's archers had no ti to react, engulfed in the blast.
A massive, hundred-ter gap tore through the fortified wall.
Glowing afterimages—Tifa, Lili, and Hestia's team—rushed the gap and gate at blinding speed, clashing with Apollo's forces.
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