Chapter 60 To Victory And Missing Old Friends

• "You'll find me more formidable than you imagined, Saintess." Mother grinned, pleased with herself.
• The blasts from the Saintess’s hands pierced the vacuum of the mind scape, burning white-hot with the calm fury of the Saintess. But none reached their mark. She was beginning to lose her cool.
• Mother tilted her head, eyes narrowing, her wicked grin never leaving her face. “For someone so old, you so foolishly thought that your self-righteousness would grant you strength. But your days are long gone and all your power is restricted to this place.”