As expected.
——The Power of the Chariot can control the "living desert"!
Since Annan's light can soothe this inferior version of the living desert.
Perhaps the Charioteer is the original master of the "living desert"!
Ingrid... you have indeed sent me a wonderful gift.
...If that's the case, it would be best to find the ritual site directly. What Poppy materialized is merely an impression in mind, not the entity itself. Destroying it is meaningless.
Ingrid can use it—Annan can do the same!
Thus, an idea struck Annan.
Husky looked enlightened all of a sudden and pointed his right hand towards the sky.
A beam of light descended from the heavens, striking Poppy. Poppy let out a cry of pain, his chest sizzling and burning. He managed to tear it off with great difficulty and threw it away, but a slowly burning wound was still branded on his chest. The flames on that wound weren't red... they were gold.
