FWOOSSHH!!
"Ugh—!"
Stacia cut down the last spear just in time, her blade trembling as the light shattered apart.
Her breath came out rough, chest heaving as heat and exhaustion slammed into her all at once.
In only a few seconds, her body had been pushed close to its limit.
The barrage had felt endless.
Yet in reality, it had lasted no more than a heartbeat.
In her slowed perception, Stacia saw it clearly—Rose was already preparing another spell below.
Calm.
Unrushed.
Like this was nothing more than routine.
If she wanted to win, she couldn't stay at range.
She had to close the distance.
"Damn it…"
Mana flared violently around her.
[Flame Curtain]
Her body dissolved into a burst of crimson-gold fire, flames compressing and launching her downward like a falling comet.
[Hidden Blade Technique]
[Second Form]
[New Moon]
Her movement sharpened instantly.
