"What do I do?!"
Nalan Yanran panicked at the sight of the five Magic Wolves lunging toward her like crazed beasts, her movements turning frantic.
Her eyes brimmed with fear and helplessness, and her normally rosy lips had paled slightly with tension.
Whenever danger had struck before, Xiao Qian had always appeared beside her in time, either shoving her aside or creating an opening for her to dodge.
But now, she realized that Xiao Qian was no longer at her side, ready to help as he had been before. Her confidence crumbled, and panic surged through her like a raging tide, drowning her completely.
"You can do this! Use Wind Flocculent Afterimage! Buy me a little time!"
Just as Nalan Yanran was burning with anxiety, Xiao Qian's steady voice, tinged with urgency, came from nearby.
Her heart lurched at his words, and the pressure on her instantly doubled.
"I have to dodge on my own?"
Nalan Yanran felt a tremor of fear deep inside.
Her hands unconsciously tightened around her longsword, her knuckles whitening from the force.
The five Magic Wolves cared nothing for what she was thinking. Danger was already upon her.
Their razor-sharp claws and gaping, blood-red maws, reeking of gore, closed in on her fast. They looked ready to tear her to pieces in the next instant, leaving her no time to hesitate.
Nalan Yanran drew a deep breath, forced down her fear, and summoned what little Dou Qi remained in her body to unleash Wind Flocculent Afterimage.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Her figure flickered rapidly, leaving trails of afterimages where she had stood as she tried to evade the Magic Wolves' attacks with her movement Dou Technique.
But the Magic Wolves seemed to have grown smarter. They spread out, lunging and snapping at Nalan Yanran from every