The sounds of battle echoed in the distance, a clash noise that reached miles away from where Amon and the girls had settled. It was a constant reminder of the tension that permeated the region, a whisper of danger that approached with each note of steel against steel.
"The sounds are getting louder," Barbara commented, frowning in concern as she tried to discern the direction from where the sounds came.
"Yes, it seems to be getting closer," Mabel confirmed, with a keen gaze turned toward the horizon, looking for any sign that could indicate the origin of that turmoil.
"Should we leave? If we continue here, it might end up reaching us, whatever it is," Maisa suggested, highlighting the group's unease at the possibility of being dragged into the conflict unfolding in the distance.
Amon, remaining calm, replied: "I see no reason for that; I already have my lightning spheres around us; it's safer to continue here and, if necessary, I can still use my ability to teleport you with me to the city.
"Ah, yes, I almost forgot you were capable of that," Maisa said, letting out a nervous laugh but visibly relieved by remembering Amon's capabilities. "Hehe, then we'll do that, I feel more at ease after hearing that."
"I have never feared danger, not while we were together," Barbara said, her voice tinged with warm confidence, as she approached Amon for a hug, she said with her melodic voice: "That's because... Amon is here~"
Maisa and Julia cast disapproving looks in her direction at seeing her hugging Amon so suddenly, but upon hearing her words, a glimpse of defeat shone in their eyes, although this feeling was quickly overcome.
Yes, perhaps they had not shown as much confidence in Amon as Barbara, not out of distrust, but out of a shared concern for him. It might sound like an excuse, but it was genuinely what they felt.
*Hiss... Hiss...*
Barbara released Amon as the girls took a defensive stance, and Amon directed his attentive gaze outside. The sounds of approaching monsters became more intense.
"Frank!!"
Mabel, who was right behind Ariel, felt a sinister chill run through her body at seeing the manifestation of her Battle Mode.
Mabel also activated her Battle Mode, and her aura quickly manifested, beginning to take shape. It transformed into a ghostly figure of purple color, with no feet or arms, where the only color difference was in what would be the whites of the eyes, tinged with red, and in the eyes themselves, a deep purple.
"Why do those with psychic powers have such a scary Battle Mode?" Barbara whispered quietly, though loud enough for everyone to hear.
Mabel, with a gentle gesture, ran her hand through her long hair, tossing it to the side in an elegant movement. She didn't seem to be shaken by the comment. Aware of the intimidating nature of her manifestation, she didn't pay much attention to it.
Ariel, in turn, displayed a peculiar smile, leaving everyone curious about her thoughts.
Meanwhile, Amon was the only one who had not yet manifested his Battle Mode. He preferred to conserve his energy, continuing to create small fragments of lightning that floated outwards, as a precautionary measure.
At the same time, the growing sounds of battle and human voices indicated that the conflict was getting closer and closer to their location.
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