The fearsome might of the platinum-coloured holy flames incinerated the shadow immediately and arrived in front of Lorita.
"Fwooo!"
A spark of holy flame caught onto Lorita. Lorita's silhouette ignited like a piece of paper at once as the flames burnt.
Seeing such, the red-robed archbishop remained rather emotionless. Instead, he had a slightly ugly expression on his face.
"Tsk tsk… what a nasty old fellow who wants to burn such a cute girl like me alive…"
At a shadow beside it, Lorita walked out of the shadow and patted her chest. She looked like she was still rather shook and continued, "Luckily… I learned some tricks from my daddy."
Unfortunately, that was all she managed to learn.
After spending close to 10 years, she finally forcefully managed to understand and utilise some properties of shadows. She could create a few shadow clones of sorts.
In Fang Yuan's eyes, she did not have much potential and was not very capable.
