Chapter 137: Sophia’s Growth

Adrian glanced at his sister, his gaze softening for a moment. With another gesture, he pulled up Sophia's status panel to see just how much she had improved.

Name: Sophia Everhart

Title: Prodigy of the Everhart Clan

Class: Dual-Blade Master (2nd Class)

Level: 50

HP: 1200

MP: 910

Strength: 156

Agility: 214

Endurance: 198

Intelligence:120

Charm:75

Luck: 60

Skills:

Sword Mastery (Level 17): Advanced techniques in dual-blade combat.

Blade Dance(Level 18): A flurry of sword strikes that overwhelms the opponent.

Focus Strike (Level 20) : A powerful, single-target attack with increased accuracy and damage.

Quickstep(Level 17): Enhances agility and speed in combat.

Mana Blade(Level 15): Imbues swords with mana, increasing damage.

Proficient Counter(Level 16): Efficiently parries and counters incoming attacks.

Cloning Technique (Level 5): Allows Adrian to create a clone of himself for combat or deception purposes.

Shadow Vein Step(Level 10): A movement skill that allows short-range teleportation through shadows, making user nearly undetectable for a brief moment.

Title Effect - Prodigy: Significantly enhances learning speed and mastery of new techniques.

As he looked at her stats he was truly amazed at the level of mastery she had attained over the past year.

With her continuous training during day and the powerful synergy of the Eternal Yin-Yang Harmony Technique during night, she had pushed her abilities beyond what was expected for a Second Class Awakener.

"Sword Mastery at Level 17… Blade Dance at Level 18…" Adrian murmured to himself, his eyes scanning the status screen with both admiration and curiosity.

And then his gaze landed on Focus Strike—its level glaringly marked as 20, the maximum for a Second Class Awakener. A faint smile tugged at his lips.

"She's at the threshold," he thought, feeling the excitement bubbling within him. To break past Level 20 in any skill would require her to become a Third Class Awakener, and yet, she was already at the peak.

He was filled with anticipation as he glanced at her. With his system not only could he be strong, he could make those around him strong as well.

Seraphina's gaze shifted from Adrian to Sophia, her smile growing softer.

"Who do you want to take on, dear?" she asked, her voice calm but brimming with a deadly intent that made even the surrounding air crackle with tension.

Sophia's eyes darted to the three figures—each one a powerhouse in their own right—but it was the woman draped in regal robes, the Grand Enchantress, who caught her attention.

"I'll take on that women," Sophia announced, her tone decisive as she pointed towards Isolde.

Seraphina's eyes twinkled with approval as she nodded. "Very well."

With a single wave of her hand, the mana around Seraphina coalesced into a translucent barrier.

The ground quaked as it rose around Isolde, separating her from her comrades. It glowed with an ethereal light, isolating the Grand Enchantress in a separate space that not even sound could penetrate.

A small opening formed in the barrier—a gateway just wide enough for Sophia to pass through.

Without hesitation, Sophia stepped forward, her movements graceful and sure. The barrier shimmered shut behind her, sealing them both inside.

The remaining two warriors, Asmodeus and Vincent, struggled futilely against the crushing force of Seraphina's power.

Even Baron Mortimer, who was barely keeping his composure, felt his heart drop at the sight of Seraphina's overwhelming control.

All three of them were completely immobilized, their auras dwarfed by the immense magical pressure that Seraphina emitted without even the slightest effort.

Their eyes widened in horror as they witnessed the sheer strength required to create such an impenetrable barrier, one capable of withstanding even the mightiest of spells.

They realized, with a chilling certainty, that even attempting to breach it would be a futile endeavor.

Seraphina glanced at them dispassionately, her gaze as cold as a winter storm. With a subtle flick of her wrist, she released the oppressive force that had them bound, and the three warriors fell to their knees, gasping for breath as they regained control of their bodies.

Sophia, now inside the barrier with Isolde, took a deep breath, her aura flaring up as she lifted the restraints on her own power.

The air hummed with energy, the ground beneath them vibrating as Sophia's presence filled the enclosed space.

"Fight me," Sophia said, her voice calm but filled with a sharp edge. "If you manage to defeat me, I'll let you go."

Isolde's eyes narrowed with suspicion. "You expect me to believe that?" she asked, her tone dripping with disdain, though there was a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

Seraphina's laugh echoed softly through the barrier, her voice a melodic yet terrifying sound. "Oh, I assure you, Enchantress," she said, her gaze locking onto Isolde's, "if you can best my niece, I'll personally guarantee your safe departure."

Isolde's expression tightened, but she sensed the truth in Seraphina's words. As prideful as she was, even she knew the futility of defying someone of Seraphina's caliber.

Gritting her teeth, she raised her staff, a pulse of vibrant mana flowing through her, and took her stance.

"Fine," Isolde replied, her voice firm. "I'll take you up on that offer."

Sophia's eyes glinted with excitement as she readied her twin blades, the gleaming metal reflecting the enchanted light that began to swirl around Isolde.

With a single movement, she dashed forward, her speed blurring her form as she closed the distance between them in an instant.

But Isolde was no ordinary opponent. With a swift incantation, she conjured a shield of pure mana, deflecting Sophia's initial strike with a burst of force.

The impact sent a shockwave rippling through the barrier, but neither woman faltered.

Isolde retaliated with a volley of Arcane Bolts, each one crackling with deadly energy. They shot toward Sophia like arrows, but she weaved through them with impeccable agility, her blades dancing in intricate patterns as she deflected the projectiles one by one.

Sophia's movements were fluid, almost ethereal, as she closed in on Isolde once more. She unleashed a rapid flurry of strikes, each one infused with a faint, shimmering aura that extended the reach of her blades.

The air around them crackled with energy as Sophia's Blade Dance came into full effect, her swords moving so quickly they seemed to leave afterimages in their wake.

Isolde's eyes flashed with determination as she chanted a series of complex runes. The ground beneath them shimmered, and pillars of elemental energy erupted around Sophia, forcing her to leap back.

Fire, water, earth, and air coalesced into a chaotic maelstrom that sought to ensnare and crush her.

Sophia's eyes narrowed as she activated Quickstep, her form becoming a blur as she darted between the elemental pillars, avoiding them by the narrowest of margins.

With a powerful thrust, she launched herself forward, the wind swirling around her blade as she unleashed Wind Slash.

A crescent of wind energy shot out, tearing through the elemental pillars and homing in on Isolde.

But the Grand Enchantress was ready. With a wave of her staff, she summoned a barrier of swirling arcane energy, the wind slash dissipating harmlessly against it.

"Impressive," Isolde remarked, her voice steady even as sweat beaded on her brow. "But you'll need more than that to defeat me."