Whoosh—
Woooo—
Mixed with the beast's claws were howling winds that seemed capable of flaying Zi Juan's flesh from her bones, along with freezing rain, sweeping toward her.
Zi Juan moved nimbly, leaping up from Jujube Steed's back and thrusting the Slanted Pine Silver-Tip Spear downward. Yet she failed to catch any trace of Umu Dabrutu. After landing, she once again felt danger coming from behind.
Zi Juan's scalp tingled. She rolled away to evade, but the sensation still clung to her like a ghost.
"Neighhh—" At that moment, Jujube Steed charged forward, its two powerful hind legs kicking up fiercely—
Bang!
"Eek—" Umu Dabrutu let out something like a shriek of pain as it flew backward.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Zi Juan's lips.
Jujube Steed was her Noble Phantasm, as responsive as an extension of her limbs. From the very beginning, she had never intended to abandon this asset that could assist her in battle. And now, it seemed—
Her reaction was faster than expected. Her entire body had already turned, the sharp spearpoint aimed directly at Umu Dabrutu.
"Haah—"
The spear moved like a roaming dragon, striking Umu Dabrutu's body with perfect precision amid the storm.
Zi Juan's eyes brightened slightly.
That feeling—it had hit. There was no doubt that it had hit.
"—Eek!!!"
But before the next instant could arrive, a roar-like sound came from within the storm, followed immediately by—
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!!!
Zi Juan only felt an incomparably powerful gust slam against her body. Like a hand of immense strength, it seized her and then—hurled her straight away!
"Pwah—" Zi Juan spat out a mouthful of blood as she and Jujube Steed were smashed heavily into the ground.
Damn it, this feeling... had her ribs broken?
She did not lie there