Seeing the enemy who had been dozens of meters away suddenly appear beside her, Tracy sneered. Instead of dodging, she moved forward to meet her.
The Invisible Spider Silk around her lunged toward her opponent like countless invisible hands.
Most of the strands had already wound toward the enemy who had approached with Flaming Jump. Only a small portion snapped and dissipated in the flames Helene had conjured, but the sensation transmitted through them made Tracy frown.
That sluggish, resistant sensation was not the feedback of silk binding flesh, but the result of different strands tangling and struggling against each other.
She's a Demoness of Pleasure!
But wasn't there only one Witch aboard the Red Haired Woman, one who had only appeared recently? Had she advanced in such a short time?
Her misjudgment of the enemy's strength had prevented Tracy's Invisible Spider Silk from achieving its intended effect. She immediately changed tactics. Bitterly cold ice surged from beneath her feet, spreading across the beach and sprouting sharp ice spikes to block her opponent's advance.
At the same time, clusters of black flames bearing the power of curses appeared in the air. Rather than immediately flying toward the enemy, they gathered around Tracy as though forming a defense.
Bang, bang—
Crimson fire crows flying in from nearby struck the black flames with precision. Red and black mingled without exploding, instead vanishing as though canceling each other out.
During this opening, Shermane nimbly darted and twisted, evading the ice spikes thrusting toward her. The dagger in her hand blazed with fire as she drove it swiftly and precisely at Tracy.
With a crisp crash like shattering glass, the diamond-studded bracelet on Tracy's right wrist suddenly lit up, glittering in the light of the fire crows. A translucent barrier appeared between them. The