"Draw your bows!"
Another troop of imperial guards charged in.
Using her umbrella as a shaft, Helian Wei Wei hovered mid-air. As her robes billowed, countless shards of light burst forth from behind her, creating an enormous current. Coupling it with the blood drawn from her fingers, she gave a single command. "Shatter!"
The golden threads broke into pieces which terminated the formation. The necromancers staggered backwards from the forceful impact.
Clutching their chests, the necromancers watched as Helian Wei Wei landed back on the ground.
Helian Wei Wei was also injured, her fingers were inevitably wounded by the fire arrows.
It would be easy to fight or to flee if she were alone. However, she had to protect Little Seven.
Wave after wave of imperial guards flooded over. Helian Wei Wei's face was smeared with ashes, but her eyes shone frightfully bright.
