"HyahhhhHHHH!!"
Valeria poured every onze of mana she could into her cavalry blade.
One good hit-- that's all she needed. As long as the silver knight's armor wasn't enchanted with someone insane, her augmented ⌈Eldritch Blast⌋ would literally burn his skin off.
"DIE!!" She screamed.
Valeria put all her power into her arms... though her legs and sides ached even more than her arms did. But that beady-eyed knight-- he casually deflected the strike-- all while keeping that stupid smile on his face.
He wasn't even sweating!
Who in the seven hells WAS that guy?!
Who in the eleven heavens were ANY of those guys?!?!?
Valeria had NEVER heard an adventurer named Krysaos-- but his offensive magic was at the same level as an Adamantine-Rank Leviathan!
His element-type was water, too... If it wasn't for her patron empowering her fire magic, she wouldn't have lasted five minutes.
