Lord Richard's apprentice, a young Wind Whisperer, was using a form of Chain Lightning to chase down his opponent. The lightning first spread in a net-like array and then branched into nine paths. The priests of the Northeast Temple almost thought it was "The Last Elegy" — "Nebula Chain Lightning"!
Screams of anxiety from around the stands seemed to echo the same fears————the priest competition was death-defying, truly exaggerated!
Fortunately, the little Butterfly Clan girl was still alive and flying in the sky; her instructor, Medusa, with her pale face, exhaled deeply as a similar sound of relief resonated from around the stands.
