To others on the Dragon Boat, this was undoubtedly an extremely bizarre scene.
A graceful figure abruptly appeared within the shield of their own Soul Priest, her figure lithe, light as a feather, and her body as flexible as a scarf.
But who would have thought that a scarf could be so harmful!
She drew a dagger from the shield and swiftly slit the priest's throat.
The force wasn't strong, not even enough to behead.
But the dagger possessed a strange suction, and in an instant, the flesh of their priest shriveled up, and his breath disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Devouring flesh and soul...
What kind of evil spell was this?
...
With the priest dead, the shield vanished.
Dailin, holding the blood-stained dagger, floated in mid-air.
She turned back, looking at the few guards, and smiled.
One's mental defenses were directly shattered!
He shouted things like "curse, retribution, divine punishment," and then jumped off the boat.
