One after the other, the warriors rapidly shot over the glowing green pool once more!
And as they did, Lirim's shields ricocheted off the nearest portion of the wall. With a flick of his wrist, a small gale of wind brought the shields back to him. And then, they shot through the air, tailing the others as they unleashed another wave of attacks on those two plants.
At the same time, the islets began trembling…
Those freaky bipedal plants were nearly ready to rise.
But, they would never rise.
Mikhail's spear was almost veiled beneath an intense, sparkling azure glow.
Valeria's marbled saber was the same.
And the insanely dense ball of water that usually sat in between Sharyl's horns was now in front of them, having grown too large to be held. Even despite it being dense enough to feel solid to the touch, its surface raging wildly against the sheath of Sharyl's Spiritual Aether.
