Asura could sense the clashing magic, though the person on their own was stronger. He could feel that her magic was weakening, and the other side just kept swarming with more warriors and monsters to wear the female down.
'Damn, I need to get there faster! I don't want to abuse my void magic... however there's no other choice!'
Like a mysterious flicker of light, Asura's body began to travel hundreds of metres each time he blinked. The intense pain started from the fifth teleport; his organs felt deprived of oxygen and blood, causing him to drop into the tree line.
His hand grasped the trunk and dug his fingers into the solid wood. However, at least from this angle, he could see the fighting clearly!
The female was an eastern beauty and an arachne.
'If I am correct, she must be Rasha's sister. Those beautiful black legs with soft white fur and her lovely black hair make her seem like some Eastern princess.'
