Okay... To my left, Mathilde and an unknown assailant were still battling it out in a competition of ranged supremacy. Judging from the bursts of light and flames cutting through the smoke, I'd guess that whoever she was battling was probably another Primzahl-level opponent, one capable of manipulating flames like my mother. What was surprising though was the fact that both participants seemed to be avoiding entering each other's melee range. I could only guess that Mathilde lucked out that they were found by someone that didn't directly counter her should they get to her weak range.
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