CHAPTER 285
Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!
Trisha's hands were moving almost like a blur as she deflected each of the scythes shooting her way like a highly trained swordsman.
She didn't care and didn't even look back, as the cover arrows from Chloe never missed their target.
She was literally trusting the other female Aspirant blindly; even when an arrow whistled terribly close to her, she didn't panic at all and calmly continued fighting.
Looking closer from his vantage point, Ray noticed a few distinct details.
The girls' uniforms looked torn in different places, but they were still holding up nicely under the pressure of combat.
They had suffered a few visible injuries here and there, most especially Trisha.
Her shoulder looked punctured and was still bleeding freshly.
Same with her torso.
To stop the bleeding there, she had tied her jacket tightly around herself as a makeshift bandage to halt or at least reduce the flow.
