Ruri gritted her teeth.
An attack from left—right, behind, and above her!
She immediately conjured multiple barriers which were broken into easily as she felt a sting of pain from the continuous consumption of mana. The consumption of mana was being done at a large scale due to the multiple attacks. Ruri wasn't a weak magician, she was practically above average, which is why she could keep up with the four servants fighting her.
She was eyeing them all one by one. Their movements were precise and distinct. All seemed to have an experience in combat, one way or another. Clearly, these men weren't in any way normal butlers. They had swung their weapon at her without hesitation. Their eyes were void of any emotion; not even malice, fear, nor reluctance could be painted from their expression.
It was as if they were nothing but hollow dolls.
