Sofia's face under the veil was slightly pale. She formed a gesture with her hands, raising them to her chest, as a mass of blue-black and purple energy coalesced into a whip-like form, shooting from her fingertips, knocking back part of the enemy group.
However, pain was faintly visible between her brows: "They are more corrosive than ever before; the corrupt energy here makes them unusually violent."
The battle suddenly reached a stalemate.
A heavy, chilling atmosphere enveloped the surroundings, with each magical fluctuation bringing a bone-chilling cold and a feeling of soul-rending pain.
The Shadow Devouring Race kept engaging and attempting to surround the two, while the chaotic environment caused by the spatial disarray made the Law power unable to fully exert its effect.
Suddenly, a massive mutated evil spirit lunged at Sofia. She narrowly avoided it but a sharp claw mark scraped across her left arm.
