Faeloria gritted her teeth.
Three of the four enemies before her were almost at the same level as her. If they fought as is, then, no matter how hard she fought back, only defeat awaited her.
"O' World Tree!"
But of course, that was if she was "alone."
At her words, the roots that stopped chasing her at the entrance before started to swarm through the narrow passage, breaking it, and expanding the path forcefully! Like live tentacles, the roots flooded the space behind Faeloria, moving as if to keep the enemies in check.
"Dispose of me?" Faeloria scoffed, putting aside the matter of how her sister was alive. "You're not even qualified to test me!"
In a fight against numbers, taking the initiative was the only way to survive. Without delay, Faeloria pulled her bow's string taut. As she did, just like earlier, a magical arrow appeared, already raging with mana like a hungry beast.
*WHOOSH!*
