Tactics

Jiang Han and Miyamoto Mo Na spent an hour trying to get in sync. The whole process was like trying to make two little girls who had never even held hands since childhood believe in little girls—trying to force them into becoming intimate besties, or "besties," was truly an enormous challenge.

Before long, Histeria was starting to look like she wanted to surrender.

"I think we should talk to Leticia. You're both good girls, but you really don't suit each other..."

"Hey! Why do you sound like a matchmaker?" Miyamoto Mo Na warned her sternly—very sternly. "Though I can't think of how Hanbao and I are supposed to work together either."

It had to be said that, in both their eyes, this coordination was a moment steeped in failure—or rather, a coordination steeped in defeatism.

Jiang Han possessed formidable magic power, but strictly speaking, she was not a turret witch, nor was she even a Big Bus witch.

Her attacks were fierce and powerful. More often than not, she liked to rely on the strength of her body to charge straight in and punish the enemy.

If the distance truly was not enough, she could also use a few spells.

It can't be helped. My spell list really isn't that extensive, and the spells I can use for bombardment are only around level five or six... she thought regretfully.

The greatest difference between witches and traditional mages was that if a mage did not prepare properly, they might even be killed outright by a dagger in the back. Witches were different. By the Archwitch stage, every witch had already learned to store magic power within her body. They might usually appear rather delicate, but if someone tried to stab them with a dagger... eheh! There would be quite a show!