'It really feels like a Rank 3…' Sylus steadied his breathing making the wind lightly circled his arms as he assessed the monster in front of them.
Even from this distance, the pressure rolling off the Vile Heavenly Bird was enough to make the rocks shudder.
He clicked his tongue.
He could face a Rank 3 alone… he'd done so before but not while babysitting two first-years.
'They're strong for their age, sure… but a Rank 3 will be too muc—'
A shockwave blasted through the air.
"Wha—?!"
Sylus and Azel were both knocked sideways as Sybil rocketed forward like a missile with Windflow bursting around her feet.
"You fucker!" she roared, her leg pulled back so far it blurred.
She crashed her foot into a barrier of shadow that instantly formed in front of the bird… the darkness hardening into a flat surface.
BOOM.
Sybil was launched backward, flipping violently through the air.
"What the fuck?" she hissed, straightening herself mid-air as the bird squawked.
