With lightning speed, Arabel swiftly covered the distance to the five women, leaving a trail of purple-pink in her wake. She landed five slashes, and five heads flew into the air.
In a split second, all five women standing in front of the column lost their heads, and with it their lives.
Without stopping there, Arabel ran through the captive awakened ones. As she passed by them, she imperceptibly waved her hand, and a small spatial crack appeared in the place where she had just passed.
The other five women from the Womskinner race, who were bringing up the rear, were stunned by the sudden turn of events. After seeing five of their colleagues lose their lives so quickly while Arabel was running past the awakened ones, they came to their senses and immediately scattered.
Having chosen a new target, Arabel set off in pursuit. The woman noticed a purple-pink trail approaching her, and her heart was filled with fear.
