"Where else do you think you're running?" Along with a laugh that was thirty percent mocking and seventy percent vicious, before Big Sis Bai Suxian could flee into the familiar cave, the Devil Race knight had already caught up with her.
The Devil Race knight seemed to have sensed Bai Suxian's intentions as well. With such a juicy piece of meat already at his lips, how could he possibly let her slip into that maze-like cave like a rabbit?
Battle Qi boiled and blazed around the Devil Race knight. His figure flashed, trailing a long tail of Battle Qi flames, and in no time at all, he closed the distance between them to the point where he could attack from afar.
A distant strike powerful enough to make a Black Iron Knight despair came hurtling at her from behind like a shockwave. Bai Suxian twisted her willow-slender waist and barely evaded it.
Though she had dodged the blow, the turn in her direction caused her forward momentum to slow by a beat.
That single beat of delay allowed the Devil Race knight behind her to draw a little closer once more.
The Devil Race knight grinned savagely, staring at Bai Suxian's back as powerful distant strikes rained down on her without pause.
When knights of roughly equal strength—or when one side held the advantage—pursued one another, there was a tactic known as the magnet tactic. Once the pursued entered the pursuer's maximum attack radius, the pursuer could begin launching distant attacks, constantly altering the other party's flight path and slowing their speed. Like a magnet, this would stick to the opponent, hinder their movements, and eventually catch them.
No matter what, being forced to weave and turn while flying was never as fast as choosing one's own turns or flying