With the subhumans gone, Ali, holding the rear, became the target for everyone.
Regardless of the attackers' goals, it was presumed they wouldn't want an uncontrollable element at the scene.
It was time for Ali to start looking for a way out.
Still silent, the figure was like a true mute, making no sound at all, only crouching once again, preparing to pounce like a feline predator.
In the instant mana erupted, both figures vanished simultaneously!
The sword tip cut through the air leaving a white trail, while the figure's blade split the air, leaving behind swirling vortices.
The opponent possessed near-ultimate speed, but Ali was equally fast.
A tempest exploded, instantly sweeping through the small cabin, the fragile wooden walls whining under the strain of near-breaking, but ultimately succumbing to destruction.
