On the other side, just as Yang Wei guessed, two other rare-quality Fire Mages, followed by a group of elite Half-Drows, joined the previous attackers.
The battlefield grew more chaotic, the heat from the combined fire magic intensifying the already dire situation.
Mai's breathing became heavier, her body trembling from the strain as the Giant Mech Hands struggled to withstand the relentless onslaught of the raging fire tornado.
The protective shield around them, though holding, was beginning to falter. Everyone inside the shield could feel the unbearable heat—skin burning as waves of scorching air pushed against them.
The physician woman who had followed Yang Wei, her physique too low to withstand the heat, had already fainted.
Her body lay limp, beads of sweat rolling down her pale skin. Yang Wei cursed under his breath; his Dragon Blood Vine still coiled tightly around her in a defensive stance to offset the heat for her.
