Maybe it was because in the last few months she'd either been raising children or monitoring the world, neglecting her training, that her combat instincts had dulled...
"This is so not like me!
Let me show you..."
Feeling the stabbing pain from her chest, Lutrola Doron shouted her declaration, wanting to hack Yang Yu into eight pieces.
In the next second, Lutrola Doron seemed to suddenly realize something, gradually calming down and mocking herself:
"Hehehe...
I could never be this stupid."
Shards of Golden Glass unfolded around Lutrola Doron, blackness coiled up the Sword Blade, and in the blink of an eye Yang Yu appeared in front of her again.
Lutrola Doron's razor-sharp Dragon Eyes shone red, her fingers trembling slightly as she continued to suppress Sol Lott's Teleportation Magic from afar.
Sheets of purple thorns tangled together, pushing aside the rubble and soil, winding toward Lutrola Doron.
