The language barrier did not matter. Neither side needed to understand what the other was saying; they only needed to read each other's expressions and fighting techniques.
While Tina and the middle-aged monk fought each other with reckless desperation, the people on both sides also began fighting separately, fully committing themselves to the battle.
Although Tina had brought many Ability Users, enough that two could join forces against one monk, it should have been a case of many fighting few. Naturally, the side with more people should have had a greater chance of winning.
Yet unexpectedly, the dozen or so monks held their own against the numerous Ability Users. Though they suffered losses, those losses were minor. At the very start of the battle, only one monk had died. After that, however, the Ability Users' losses continued to rise, while the monks suffered very few casualties.
As a Psychic Ability User, Tina could sense the situation on the battlefield through her Mental Power without even looking.
Seeing her subordinates continuously slaughtered by the monks while only one monk had been lost, whereas three of her own people had already died, Tina immediately realized that if she could not quickly deal with the monk before her and free herself, tonight's operation would have to be abandoned.
"Hah!" Tina gave a low shout and used Instant Step to retreat. She then pulled a silver-white spike from her arm, about ten centimeters long and as slender as a needle. With a flick of her hand, the spike shot straight toward the monk.
It truly flew toward him. The silver-white spike was not held in anyone's hand. After leaving Tina's palm, it hovered in midair, then streaked through the air in a flash of white light toward the middle-aged monk. The movement was so