The Dark Elf vaguely remembered why Foya had been unwilling to speak.
Foya had never been able to properly control the power within her. Whenever her emotions fluctuated too intensely, the domain she released would devour every living thing around her.
Foya had told the Dark Elf that she did not like devouring life this way. Mainly because every time the taste echoed back, it made her want to vomit.
But today... the Dark Elf felt that this might have been the most Foya had ever spoken in her life. Ever since they lost the first game, Foya had entered a state of unsealing herself.
"Light Chaser, check the upper jungle. If anyone's there, fall back and don't fight. White Goat, throw your anchor at the coordinates I marked. Got one! We can fight."
Foya's voice still sounded somewhat frail, but every member of the Knight Order followed her commands.
The Dark Elf sat behind Foya and watched her Magic Web Interface, feeling dazzled.
Foya's Holy Spirit Battlefield display kept switching. One second, she was casting a skill on her own hero; the next, she had switched to a teammate, then back to her own hero.
If the Dark Elf had not possessed exceptional dynamic vision from her mastery of archery, she would not have been able to see what Foya's hero was doing at all.
Foya's fingertips flew across the keyboard, while the speed at which her other hand clicked the Source Crystal Stone mouse made the Dark Elf wonder whether she might break it.
"Vanguard, is your skill off cooldown?" Foya actively communicated with her teammates, while the price was the Dark Elf remaining within the life-stripping domain for an extended period.
The Dark Elf did not know why she was unaffected by this domain. That was also