Peacock waited for a moment, but no steel blades came slashing at her. She understood at once and sneered. "Hmph. If you gentlemen wish to capture this envoy alive and question me about the affairs of my cult, you are wasting your thoughts."
As she spoke, she opened her eyes, intending to look upon them with contempt.
Yet the sight before her left her utterly shocked.
The three men in blue were not, as she had imagined, standing over her with steel blades in hand and savage grins on their faces. Instead, they had moved far away from her, each guarding a different direction and performing different movements.
Liang Cangxu held a steel blade, Blade Aura flickering across its edge as he repeatedly slashed at empty air. His face was filled with terror. Then he sheathed his blade, spread his body as though about to use his lightness skill, yet no matter how hard he pushed off with his feet, he merely spun within an area three to five feet around him, unable to leave it by even half a step.
The other two blue-clad men, whose names she did not know, moved differently, but both wore panicked expressions. From time to time, they battled something in the empty air, blocking left and dodging right as if it were all real.
As Peacock sat collapsed on the ground, a chill suddenly rose from the depths of her heart. Was this... was this seeing ghosts?
At that moment, Peacock's strength and energy were both exhausted. She could only look around, yet the blazing sun hung directly overhead, and the shadows of the three men lay cast upon the ground. Even she could feel the warmth of the sunlight.
Yet that warmth could not thaw Peacock's icy heart. She still shuddered with