Charlie's words lifted Zeba's spirits, infusing her with newfound hope. When the explosion erupted, their eyes locked and at that moment, Zeba believed that Charlie was destined to meet his demise. Yet here he stood before her, clad in fresh attire, unscathed. A gust of wind emanated from his clenched fist, a testament to the strength that firmly supported his body. His power surpassed her own by more than a realm.
In Zeba's estimation, Charlie's strength paled in comparison to that of a true hero. However, the remarkable aspect was that Charlie was merely twenty-eight years old! Meanwhile, Morgana, the hero, had already lived for four centuries! If this trend persisted, Charlie would soon catch up!
Contemplating this realization, a tinge of regret overcame her. According to her calculations, she had a little over two years left to live. Witnessing Charlie's strength surpassing Morgana's in such a short span of time would likely remain a distant dream.
Unbeknownst to Zeba, Charlie was oblivious to her inner musings.
Together with Maria, he escorted the injured Zeba to the awaiting helicopter.
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