Scathach looked at Esdeath, a trace of admiration flashing in her eyes.
She had not expected Esdeath to notice the magic spear's weakness so quickly. It made her see Esdeath in a new light.
"It seems this Esdeath truly has some skill. No wonder someone like Chang Wei has set his sights on her."
Scathach thought to herself.
"However, the flaw she discovered is merely the limitation of the magic spear while it remains in my hand."
Scathach added inwardly.
She understood that if the magic spear left her hand, its power would become even more terrifying. At that point, even a powerhouse like Esdeath would likely find it difficult to withstand.
Scathach gently shook her head and cast the thought aside.
Esdeath, meanwhile, was not idle. She took a deep breath, then sprang into the air. Her body traced a graceful arc through the sky before reaching a height of several hundred meters.
Esdeath had risen several hundred meters into the air. Such a height was utterly unreachable for ordinary people, but for a powerhouse like her, it was nothing.
She stood in midair, gazing down at Scathach below as though she were looking at an insignificant ant.
Scathach's eyebrows furrowed slightly. She knew Esdeath would not fly so high without reason. She gripped the magic spear tightly, ready to meet Esdeath's attack.
However, Esdeath's next move caught her off guard.
Esdeath's figure suddenly came to a halt above the battlefield, as though even time had frozen for her.
Then, she elegantly snapped her fingers. The crisp sound echoed across the silent battlefield and reverberated in everyone's hearts.
At that instant, an invisible force seemed to solidify the atmosphere across the entire battlefield. Even the air appeared to grow heavy.
Standing on the ground, Scathach's senses were extraordinarily sharp.