Dealing with the first opponent had been the easiest. The second had proven slightly more difficult. But the remaining two were a completely different story.
They already knew Genevieve's position, forcing her to constantly move through the forest, find suitable angles, and wait for the right moment to strike.
She had set traps wherever possible, but here enemies had grown wary. They no longer moved carelessly through the forest, and every arrow she fired focused them to become even more cautious.
All she could do was employ guerrilla tactics, gradually whittling down their strength while avoiding direct confrontation.
After all, Genevieve wasn't a close-combatant like Adam.
Her strengths lay in tactics and strategy. Given sufficient time to prepare, she could devise a plan to lay even a Mana Seed Magus to waste.
But this battle had allowed her no such luxury.
