Damon immediately activated Shadow Clone, followed by Blood Lance. His clone charged first, deliberately drawing aggro, but the sylphid spun mid-air and shimmered away with a blink. Just as expected. High agility, insane evasion. A normal player would've whiffed every strike.
However, Damon was not done yet.
He focused one hundred percent with his primordial senses. In the next instant, he caught a subtle mana pulse behind him and whirled. His hand blurred as a dozen blood tendrils appeared. Each one shot forward in many different directions. Then, more blood tendrils appeared, this time covering more locations.
The fairy's face twisted. The cute girl's face morphed into something devious and wild, sharp teeth flashing behind a too-wide smile, her eyes glowing with an unholy violet gleam. No longer playful, no longer harmless. This was the true face of the Jewelwing Sylphid.
