The three cadets were no longer in a rescue mission; they were in a meat grinder.
Soren's short sword was a blur of silver, hacking through the twitching, multi-fingered vines that lashed at them from the cracks in the street.
Beside him, Vass was a pillar of fiery fury.
His fists were soaked with blinding flames that scorched the toothy maws of the minions attacking them, even before they could snap shut.
Bloodshine on the other hand, she moved like a ghost, as her dagger parried any needle-thin fingers of the limbs with terrifying efficiency.
Even soren had to take a peek from time to time. She was even more fluid than him in her movement.
And use of Blackfield?
It was like she had extra eyes all over her body.
Although the moment was tense, Soren could not help but imagine how terrifying an opponent she would be if he were to fight her.
For a second, he wondered who would win in a battle between her and Li.
Yes. She was that good.
