Rachel kept her eyes fixed on the crater, still trying to make sense of what she was feeling.
"But how? Even Garion hasn't stepped into the Fourth Realm yet… so how did she surpass her own master?"
Mersha let out a bright, self-satisfied laugh, lifting her chin proudly. "Hehe… it must be my elixir. I really am the best."
Rachel rolled her eyes, though the tension in her expression didn't ease. "Is that seriously your explanation?"
Mersha placed a hand on her hip. "Of course. Don't forget. I also helped with Giselle's delivery."
Rachel exhaled slowly. "You did make that part easier."
She paused, then added dryly, "But it was terrifying having someone known as a maniac assist with the delivery. Never again."
Mersha grinned, unfazed. "Oh, come on."
Rachel ignored her and turned back to Sianor. "Sir Sianor… do you know what's actually happening?"
Sianor shook his head slowly, his gaze still fixed ahead. "Not exactly."
