Chapter 118: Her Golem

She gave him a 'humphh' as reply to his arrogant remarks and put more effort into controlling the golem. She made it walk straight, focused on controlling the minute movements of its fingers, had it jump, and tried to maintain balance upon landing. It wasn't perfect, but Damian had to give it to her—she was indeed a master mage. Her control over five threads, while not flawless, was still impressive, especially without mana sense.

No wonder they called her Broken Branch. Her talents were at a genius level.

After about ten minutes of struggling with the golem, she began to feel the strain on her focus, realized just how inefficient it would be to control it alongside her spells. Glaring at him with a hard-to-read expression, she finally relinquished control and handed the authority of the spell back to him.