"Heavy Pressure Shock Wave." A thunderous boom seemed to descend from the heavens.
The air compressed and locked tight.
Flora attempted to raise her hand to erect a shield, but the surrounding space tightened like iron bands, instantly cutting off the flow of magic power.
"Crack—!"
She heard her shoulder bone fracture with her own ears, and in the next moment, she was slammed onto the ice surface by the heavy pressure, spewing blood and losing all sensation in her right arm.
As she fell, she only saw the slender figure on the rock platform above violently shaking.
It was Dilin.
The ringing in her ears spread throughout the whole world.
The sensory light web shattered, and magic power flowed out like blood from her veins.
He staggered back a step, as if the world was spinning.
Finally, his already overextended body collapsed, eyes open yet unfocused.
"Force retreat!" Flora ordered desperately, blood trickling from the corners of her lips.
