At the same time, the pillar of wind dissipated. Feerah turned back toward everyone else but didn't retrieve her sword. All Feerah equipped was her own deadly aura.
For a split second, the masked mercenary let the lanky man's attack break through his guard.
Zzrrrp.
The moment the rogue tried to rush in, that strange energy appeared again, this time surrounding not Jash but Feerah and the masked mercenary. From the side, Jash got a better view of the move and finally confirmed exactly what had happened to him.
Thud, thud! CRASH!
It was too late. That lean rogue was grappled from the moment Feerah switched places with the mercenary, working in perfect coordination. Even with lightning flying off his body, Feerah locked onto the man and drove his neck directly into the stone floor with a single flip. And she wasn't done. Her speed wasn't any lesser than the rogue's, letting her pin him to the ground face down while pulling back on his arms, preparing to break his elbows.
