Serra, leading the way, raised her hand to pull the trigger, and shot a Dwarven Elf trying to escape dead.
She could easily perceive the hiding spots and habits of the Dwarven Elves and didn't mind cleaning up these heavily influenced Dwarven Elves along the way.
The whispers in her ears grew more intense, but Serra's heart became even more resolute.
"Master your own fate; don't become someone else's toy!"
The advancing golems, upon the sudden charge of the Electro Warriors, began to move forward rapidly.
The unsuspecting Slave Warriors were slaughtered instantly, with corpses strewn everywhere and continuous screams of agony.
Serra kept a tight gaze on Xieteli's position, but she was not in a hurry to attack. Instead, she continued to hunt the surrounding Dwarven Elves, creating greater chaos.
Electric Power, by its nature, aims for a strike with each blow!
The panic-stricken Xieteli couldn't believe how the gradually approaching Electro Warriors were advancing.
