"What…."
Adrienne found herself taken aback. Trees had been uprooted, and those still standing had lost most of their leaves.
Moreover, the professor was nowhere to be seen.
"...."
The Dullahan had been thrown far from the battlefield, separating it from Margaret, who had suffered the worst damage here.
It was expected. Knights were meant to tank, to endure as much as they could while mages struck from a distance. After all, magic was a demon's natural enemy.
But that momentary opening was all Adrienne needed.
She finished her incantation. As she raised it toward the distant silhouette of the Dullahan, she muttered the final word.
"Fulgur!"
Crackle——!
Bolts of lightning tore through the air, roaring as it struck its target. The ground trembled from the impact. Flames erupted where the bolts struck, leaving craters smoldering in their wake.
