Lilia inhaled deeply, forcing her emotions down, letting the frustration settle into something sharper. Anger wouldn't help her now. No, she needed to focus.
Adrian was still pressing forward, his speed giving him the undeniable edge. The momentary interference had set her back, forcing her onto the defensive once again, while he advanced with the confidence of someone who believed he had already won.
Twack!
Another arrow shot toward her, fast and merciless. Lilia barely twisted out of the way, feeling the rush of mana as it passed just inches from her waist.
She moved, using the shifting barriers to her advantage—but Adrian was relentless.
He's not giving me space to recover.
He closed the distance between them, keeping her pinned, firing with relentless precision. His arrows carried weight—not just in power, but in strategy. He wasn't just shooting wildly. He was boxing her in, limiting her options.
