With magical enhancement, the arrows looked as swift as meteors to everyone else, their trajectories treacherous. In Loa's eyes, however, they were as slow as willow fluff drifting in spring. He did not even bother using his more advanced wind-thunder two forms battle-qi. With a slight stir of his thoughts, "storm" battle-qi coursed through his entire body.
He shifted his feet, and his figure vanished from the spot like smoke scattered by a fierce wind, leaving only a faint afterimage on the snow.
"Where did he go?!"
The three warriors charging forward with swords abruptly stopped, their expressions changing drastically as they scanned their surroundings in alarm and uncertainty. That speed... was too fast! It completely exceeded their understanding of a Rank 6 Warrior!
Floating in midair with Levitation and preparing his follow-up magic, Eng also felt his heart tighten. This is bad. That brat's movements are far too agile!
The next second, a ghostly blue-green figure appeared at the rear flank of the group, beside the three archers who had just loosed a volley and were about to nock their next arrows. A shield warrior assigned to guard them did not even have time to react.
The sword's gleam was as cold and clear as wintry moonlight reflected off snow.
Swish, swish, swish!
Three strikes, so fast they seemed like one. The blade swept precisely across the three archers' throats, raising three sprays of vivid blood. The ferocity on their faces froze, turning to bewilderment and disbelief. Then they clutched their spurting necks and collapsed with rattling gasps.
"No!" Eng's pupils contracted sharply, and a chill shot from his tailbone to the crown of his head. *The middle reaches of the Magical Beast Mountain Range, the mountains sealed by heavy snow, a boy who could travel here alone... the