Awilix dropped to one knee as blood steadily slid down her arms and coalesced at her fingertips before dripping to the floor.
She wasn't allowed to falter for long.
A slash of wind immediately forced her to spring up and hurl herself away.
She landed on the stone floor gracefully, but a torrent of pain shot up her body from her ankle.
[Eclipse] was covering the hallway, and she'd remained at its epicenter. Still, she could feel her power approaching its limits, and she hadn't made any progress against the insidious beasts basking freely in her darkness as if they owned it.
At least Awilix didn't have to worry too much about the Chameleon Warriors, as they were practically incapacitated the moment they stepped into the field of darkness; instead, she had to worry about two Champions…
But these two Champions were particularly formidable.
One was a chameleon that looked like a typical warrior but was larger and could project slices of wind with its claws.
