The ice walls Gald had deployed melted away and vanished. Flung aside, Lululee drew in a hasty breath, lying on the ground as she watched the scene before her.
There was a large hole in Gald’s shoulder. That was the only way to describe the phenomenon. His upper arm, where the blue dragon had passed, had been burned up in an instant, devoured without even leaving ash.
Bitten right off, Gald’s right arm fell, burnt at the shoulder, with smoke rising instead of blood. The nasty sound of burning flesh hit her nose. But more importantly than that, Lululee couldn’t believe the sight before her.
“Y-you can use…your skill…indoors…?”
She had heard that Lowe’s skill Sigurth Ashinu was impossible to use in a closed space, due to its power and difficulty to control. And the fact was that thus far, Lowe had never used his skill in a restricted space like a dungeon before. That went for even in battles against floor bosses or dark gods.
“Ah-ha-ha-hya! Hya-ha-ha-ha-ha!” Gald laughed madly, his right arm lying on the floor. “Heeeeey, did you see that? Luluuuuuuu! He can use it! He can! He actually can use his skill! It was a biiiiiiiig lie that he could only use it outside!”
“L-Lowe, what is the meaning of this?!” Lululee asked Lowe while hearing Gald’s coarse laughter. Lowe stood there, dazed. “You’ve been lying all this time…?”
Even those times when they’d fought dark gods and had been just about to die. When they had despaired, thinking there was no way. When Jade had just about died. When Alina had just about died.
Even though he could use his skill, he’d been pretending he couldn’t?
“P-please tell me it’s not so!”
“I can’t,” Lowe muttered in acknowledgment. “I knew that if I used the forbidden technique Flama, then I could use my skill indoors. But if I used a forbidden technique in front of people, I’d be made a pact-breaker. That’s why I’ve hidden it—all this time.”
“…”
Lululee’s face went pallid, and she was speechless.