Several minutes later, Griar popped back into the closet, his heart beating wildly still.
He had decisively made the choice of travelling back to the Peaceful Realm despite the fact that he would be unable to know what was happening here in the meantime, if that woman had been able to detect the usage of mana, she probably would have not left at all, so it had been a gamble on the youth's part, but it had paid off.
His presence had been left undiscovered.
Griar stepped out of the broken closet, looking back at the hole that had been literally punched through it, and also through the wall behind it, this place did not look like the most durable of houses, but still, to just casually put a hole through both in a single strike, and to even attempt that without hesitation, that woman was strong, and since she had not noticed the mana, it was not due to augmentative spells, from the looks of it, that had been nothing but pure physical might at work here.
