"YOU DAMN WENCH!!"
Second Hawkling's furious voice sounded from behind Elysia, allowing her to notice the incoming attack.
However, she was just too spent, and it was difficult for her to even raise her hands quickly enough to cast another spell.
Wendy was in the same position.
The two spellcasters had been relentlessly fending off the assassins' attacks for the past fifteen minutes, maintaining peak focus the entire time.
It was only natural for fatigue to set in, especially given their relatively low stamina attributes.
Furthermore, while various potions allowed them to recover some mana, the unnatural sensation of their natural mana regeneration being suppressed felt disorienting, causing their heads to ache more quickly than usual.
The red-haired assassin leader's attack was just too sudden and too fast, and since the two were already in poor condition, they were caught off-guard by the furious attack.
