Feylora's breathing hitched.
Of course she could feel that pressure.
One opponent was already enough to force her to go all-out. Now, so many more powerful presences had appeared out of nowhere—no matter how much her strength had skyrocketed, there was no way she could just ignore a situation like this.
And in that brief instant of disorientation—
A figure suddenly sprang up from the side.
The motion was so fast it looked like a streak of sudden gold light.
Bang!
In the next moment, the man was slammed by a terrifying impact and sent flying. His entire body crashed hard into the wall behind him, the rock layer exploding into a cloud of powder on the spot.
He didn't even have time to see who'd struck.
His neck and chest were already being crushed down, pinned tight.
Elira had arrived.
