Outside the walls of their castle, Ayame magically released a whip that she rarely uses in battle. She used it to either escape from being hardly hit or to make a quick counter while defending herself from the mobbing fallen rogues.
‘Damn. They are too many.’
‘Oh please, as if you didn’t like the rush in the middle of the battle.’
“Stag, don’t tease Kitsu or nothing will be left for us.” Ayame chuckled at the playful bickering of her two beasts that she summoned earlier.
Ayame stretched her whip and quickly swung them causing some fallen rogues who were hit immediately turned into ash. Her two beasts kept assisting her until she managed to make her whip have the strength that she needed to deal with a strong Fallen Tanker. She swung them with flexibility and the more it had speed the more she managed to give a finishing hit to every type of fallen rogue scattered their fourth defense.
