Yellum was still in a daze after being struck. It wasn't as if she had never been injured before, she had endured wounds in the past, but ever since gaining this new, tremendous power, she had never been hurt like that.
People feared the unknown. They feared power they couldn't understand. And what she had just witnessed wasn't magic, it was something entirely different.
Still half-stunned, she looked across the battlefield. One of her fellow guild members lay gone, erased as if he had never existed. The memory of the last few seconds replayed in her mind, impossible to comprehend.
'Each Cerebus Guild member is supposed to have enough strength to fight an entire medium-sized guild!' Yellum thought. 'With our high-level spells, our pure mana power, our constant healing, how could someone like her do this? How could a nobody wipe out one of us so easily?'
Her chest tightened as she turned her gaze toward Beatrix.
