Earlier that day, before Sora had awakened from her nightmare, Merric and Lucan had engaged in a harmless battle that turned out badly. Before Merric could deal any blow that could injure Luca, he was stopped by a magical force that held him in one place.
"That's enough, Merric Valencia," the spell caster with a familiar voice had said, revealed to be Sorelia, who possessed magical abilities. Though her ability to harness such magic was a mystery, the knights of the bureau knew that she had such powers, and they were sure that this wasn't the end of her abilities.
Right now, she planned to stop a conflict, but Merric was sure that she had more than what she portrayed. Facing upwards, he looked into the disappointed eyes of the tall, middle-aged woman standing before him, fully dressed in a white gown that always clung to her figure, her hand held out with a glowing light emerging from it.
