"Pierce through, Elf Secret Arts: Whirlwind Web Arrow!"
A transparent, colorless passage of air formed instantaneously in the sky, while the arrow flew through it, unseen, as if the shooting and the hitting happened at the same moment, making it impossible for Hexia to evade.
The powerful jet-black spiral arrow pierced through her body, causing heart-piercing pain, then dragged her crashing to the ground, where it pinned Hexia's limbs down.
High above, Temisia did not rush to pursue her fallen sister but spread her arms once more, grasping the jet-black magic swords that bloomed from the Black Rose in her hands again.
The purple in her eyes slowly burned, as the jet-black magic sword gained a layer of enchanting purple flame, then the two swords in her hands merged slowly into one, finally forming a dangerous, broad black-purple greatsword.
