“Ahhhhhh!”
Ange had arrived below the parking lot for
the SeeDWalK shopping mall.
Technically, she was at a secret facility
Machina had made in the space below the parking lot. At this hour, the large
facility was closed, so no one was there and it was safe to shout loudly
underground.
A space of nearly 50 square meters had been
hollowed out 18 meters belowground. Ange had started using it as a training
ground.
The tungsten walls were lined with
superconductive material and were magnetically controlled, so the room could
survive temperatures of several million degrees for a short period. She never
could have come by something like this without FeTUS’s assistance.
Metatron’s firepower normally came at the
cost of burning away her own life, but Adam’s command had carved the inability
to kill herself into the core of her being. So she had recently started taking
advantage of that by trying to control the firepower on a level just barely
below the bursting point.
Metatron’s flames possessed the same traits
as normal flames, so they were more difficult to control than an angel’s flames
that only burned her enemies. That meant she needed a facility that kept the
flames from spreading even when she was only training.
“Hahh!”