"All of you can go to hell!" As Ayana shouted, she made two slashing motions with her twin daggers in the air towards these six men, including Laynar.
Two crescent-shaped arcs of cursed flames spread out in the direction of the men who were standing around her.
They were taken by surprise and could only use their arms to defend instinctively but in vain as their arms got sliced and burned through like butter before getting blasted off by a few meters backward.
Laynar quickly lifted his finger as a sharp ethereal projection appeared on his fingertip, and he used that to slice the crescent-shaped arc of the cursed flames into two, making Ayana click her tongue in frustration, though she didn't really expect to kill someone like him within one shot with her abilities.
He was, after all, the son of the first chief, and surely he wouldn't be known to be powerful in the clan for no reason.
