Boom—
Boom boom boom boom—
Boom boom—
At the very moment the flaming arrows were about to strike her, as if inspiration had suddenly come to her, Attila swung the Rainbow Sword.
The arrows collided with the blade, and the immensely compressed magical energy exploded in an instant, but the most terrifying impact was canceled out by the sword.
Even so, the explosion was unavoidable.
Thus, all Karna could see was a chain of terrifying explosions before his eyes.
The blazing fire and billowing smoke swallowed his opponent once more, making it impossible to see what was happening within.
After firing so many arrows, had he hit her?
How many had struck?
Had he seriously wounded her?
Watching the explosions spread for miles, Karna could not help frowning. His teal eyes, rimmed with red shadow, narrowed as he stared ahead, as though trying to see through the intense flames.
The next moment, the roiling sea of fire suddenly fell into disarray. Then, a white figure burst from the flames and flew straight toward Karna.
It was Attila, who should have been gravely wounded by the barrage of arrows.
Karna had still underestimated this vanguard of Velber.
At the moment she faced that barrage, the swordswoman who always fought like a berserker instantly transformed into a master swordsman with a heart as still as water. Closing her eyes, she relied solely on instinct to slash apart every incoming arrow.
Although the detonating arrows caused massive explosions, the instant they were struck by the Rainbow Sword, the damage directed toward Attila was greatly diminished.
Thus, Attila was merely a little dusty and disheveled, without any real injuries.
Using the firelight as cover, Attila seized the chance to launch a surprise attack while Karna was still uncertain of the situation.
Before she even