And Arenia herself swiftly flew back.
"Boom!!!"
The massive black hand struck the ground heavily, kicking up dust.
The Half-Elf Ranger Arenia now bore a look of relief from narrowly escaping death.
'I managed to dodge it!'
However, in another direction, someone had already set their sights on him.
As a Dragon Vein Mage, exceptional physical capabilities and high regenerative abilities are almost standard.
Especially when the body is in a mutated state, such recovery is even more astonishing.
So, as Aiel blocked the relentless arrows with his dragon claws and climbed out from the embedded castle wall, the wound on his chest was already halfway healed.
After glancing at the red figure on the third floor, he focused his gaze on the Half-Elf Arenia who had just attacked him.
"Insignificant creature, how dare you attack me!"
"Die!"
"Swish!"
A gray-white figure rapidly streaked across the air!
"Sss!"
