There was a moment of silence.
Then, a round of magic attacks came. The magic spells flew out from the mist. The people couldn't see Ming Shu so they just shot their spells in the direction where her voice came from.
The magic spells were very bright so they lit up the mist, allowing them to see a little further ahead.
"Hey, that's too much. Why are you surrounding a weak little girl like me?" Ming Shu evaded the spells.
The people on the other side vomited blood.
Weak little girl? You?
If you're a weak little girl, all the little girls in the world must be dead!
How can a dark sorcerer call herself a weak little girl?
You're so shameless!
The weak little girl got attacked by more spells.
As everyone moved, a small space appeared in the mist. Spells could be seen occasionally.
"Wait!"
The spells stopped.
The place turned quiet.
Only the mist could be seen.
