With no trace below her feet and no Shadowless by her side, the calmer it seemed, the uneasier the gray-clothed woman felt.
Suddenly, she felt a cold breeze behind her. As she hastily turned around to look, at that moment, a thorny vine shot up from the ground, quickly entwined her ankle, and with a forceful tug, she staggered and fell to the ground, face first into the dirt.
"I'm so infuriated!" The gray-clothed woman, furious, cried out loudly, swinging her sword in a frantic attempt to chop down the surrounding vines.
But as soon as the vine had dragged her, it immediately withdrew underground, just avoiding the attack from her sword, and then taking advantage of her random hacks, it lashed out from behind her back.
The gray-clothed woman let out another anguished scream, nearly dropping the sword from her hand.
Seeing her combat ability gradually diminish, the rose whip took even more enthusiasm in timing its strikes on her body, one after another.
