Golden light flashed at incredible speed, leaving behind streaks of afterimages like a dazzling yet chaotic tangle of threads.
Puff puff puff puff...
The sound of flesh being pierced rang out continuously in the air as golden bolts darted through the body riddled with holes.
Blood scattered through the air, yet it could not wash away the flames burning in Anlia's heart.
She lowered her head, gripping the nearly shattered crossbow tightly while completely ignoring the Magic Power being continuously drained from her body.
I absolutely have to... kill all five of these pieces of trash who don't deserve to be called human!
"Kill them all!"
Anlia growled in a low voice, but deep helplessness toward the current situation gradually welled up in her heart.
If not for the immense rage still supporting her, Anlia would have already collapsed helplessly onto the ground.
For the first time, Anlia regretted her own foolishness and arrogance.
If she had not chosen to split up and act separately back then, this situation definitely would not have happened.
If she had carried a healing Magic Weapon or more effective Healing Potions, perhaps she would not have been so helpless when facing the seriously injured Lina and the others.
If they had prepared more supplies when they set out, they could have chosen to take a detour and return to Hill City from farther away.
But there were no ifs!
Her contempt for the mission and the enemies had led her to choose the wrong equipment and supplies, plunging the team into such a hopeless predicament.
Clang!
Her last trace of Magic Power vanished, and the dim golden bolt fell to the ground, turning into a pile of ashes.
"Unforgivable... I..."
Anlia knelt on one knee and whispered as she trembled, tightly gripping the Three