In a mere fraction of a second, Aelina materialized above Silvermoon Peak. Her figure was ethereal, radiant, and majestic, commanding the attention of all on the battlefield.
With an elegant sweep of her hand, a surge of her potent Qi enveloped the remaining Battle Maiden Sect disciples. Bathed in this energy, they seemed to shimmer, their forms blurred by the incredible power that encased them. Then, as if whisked away by the wind, they vanished abruptly, leaving only the echoes of their battle cries and the remnants of their struggle behind.
"Don't worry, Cyrus. I'm just going to borrow them for a minute. I'll see you at the next battlefield! Try to do better next time." Aelina said, waving at Cyrus with a wide smirk before she disappeared.
