Unfortunately, the blood was tainted, and the flesh was rotten—not only were they incapable of nourishing the thorns spawned by Divine Power, the vile substances filled with the stench of desecration clashed with the force of life, even accelerating the dissolution of the thorns...
A spherical lightning bolt descended from the sky, swiftly striking the thorny patch, turning the corrupt flesh clinging to it into charred remains.
"Heave, heave, Sister Sara..."
Asia Mei-Disk, her complexion somewhat pale, retracted her Magic Wand, gulping down a Healing Potion as she gasped for air and asked the knight, who was intently maintaining her Divine Arts, "How much longer can you keep up this wall of thorns?"
Sara, murmuring prayers under her breath, did not answer but instead lifted her left arm, extending three fingers, and then pointed to the northeast, where Disk Tree City lay, the route they had taken.
