Just as Rafael gritted her teeth and lifted her gun to point at the approaching Cardinal, her cheek suddenly went numb. Slightly stunned, she raised a hand to touch her cheek, and a swath of hot blood appeared conspicuously in her palm...
Injury?
When did something...
"Huff, huff, huff!"
But as Rafael was pondering this question, those flying Cardinals before her suddenly began to wobble uncontrollably, as if they suddenly lost their anchor in the air, while beside her, countless fleeing human soldiers were running with severed limbs and heads falling to the ground.
"Ahhhh!"
"It's... the wind?"
Rafael murmured, then raised her eyes towards the human camp. There she witnessed an unforgettable scene.
A massive whirlwind, seemingly reaching the sky, suddenly sprouted from the ground. Countless curtains of rain and dark clouds bestowed the whirlwind with the appearance of the Wind of Formlessness, also revealing the Wind Blades that had just cut Rafael and the human soldiers.
