After a short beam of light, Shang's opponent appeared.
It was a young woman in her twenties. She had long purple hair, and she wore a set of thin, black armor. On her back was an elaborately designed longbow.
'The bow and her armor don't feel simple,' Shang thought. 'Her armor can probably protect her from a lethal strike, and her bow is probably augmented with Magic Circles. It's very possible that the speed of her attacks rivals the speed of an Early Adept's Spells.'
The jester lifted his hammer and struck the bell.
At that moment, the woman opened her eyes, and she looked at Shang with a cold expression.
A moment later, she took out her bow.
BANG!
Shang charged forward, destroying the ground beneath him as he ran with all his speed. Just like when he fought the Adepts, distance was all that mattered in this fight.
The woman pulled out a long piece of iron. It wasn't an arrow, surprisingly. It was just a long piece of iron.
