Sheila panted as she focused her gaze on the Harbingers that were standing some twenty metres away from her. The one he had kicked long ago had already sprang up on its feet and was growling at her in anger.
That single attack took its toll on her and she was nearly spent. However, she still stood straight and glared at the fiends in front of her.
'Every second counts,' Sheila thought as she forced her trembling legs to stay upright. At most, she could deliver one full power attack before collapsing. Her senses allowed her to identify the leader of this pack of Harbingers.
As she observed her opponents, she discovered something strange. The leader of the Harbingers was observing her with intelligent eyes. Also, all the other fiends were staying where they were.
