Lisa was now practically flying through the clearing like a white flash, leaving trails of white fire in her wake.
Where the group of professional soldiers had previously needed tactical formation and Lohan's constant support to avoid being petrified, for Lisa it seemed like child's play.
With a thrust of her hind legs, Lisa vanished from Alice and Dee's sight. The next instant, she appeared in the center of the new group of Cockatrices.
Her two white tails now acted as perfect stabilizers, allowing her to make sharp turns at angles that had previously been nearly impossible, moving at a speed that the untrained human eye could barely follow.
The first monster barely had time to raise its metallic beak before Lisa's claws, wrapped in pure, intense white flames, sliced through the air. There was no resistance; the beast's shell was torn like paper, leaving only a trail of smoke and the sound of bones snapping.
