Arrows sliced through the air with deadly precision, each one finding its mark as the sky darkened with the onslaught of Asura fire.
Lyerin's eyes narrowed as he watched his warriors and the girls beside him fend off the incoming barrage. But even with their speed and strength, the precision and sheer volume of the attacks overwhelmed them.
Corora had barely managed to stabilize her sister Cornelia when another arrow whistled through the air.
It struck her leg, sending her crashing to the ground beside her twin.
The impact forced a sharp cry from her lips, and the two sisters lay sprawled in the dirt, blood staining their clothes.
"Huh?" Lyerin's attention was piqued, his eyes seeing through the chaos.
But before he could react, another arrow descended like a black streak, aimed at Maria, the fierce warrior with short, raven hair.
She had been cutting through the weaker Asuras, her natural ability making her untouchable—until now.
