Tirel followed up immediately, flames licking across the forest floor, forcing the attacker to retreat further. She moved with elegance and deadly precision, her red hair catching the firelight, her eyes sharp and unyielding.
Jae felt a thrill watching her, her confidence and daring matched the danger perfectly. He could almost feel the heat radiating from her bursts, not just from the flames but from the sheer intensity of her presence.
Byun attempted to trap the assailant with shadows again, twisting them into tendrils designed to ensnare and immobilize.
The figure twisted with uncanny speed, slipping past the binding shadows with a sharp, practiced grace. Jae's stomach sank slightly; even with their combined effort, the primary attacker remained elusive.
The figure finally broke through the last coordinated attempt, disappearing into the dense forest.
Leaves shook loose from branches as if marking the retreat, the muffled sound of footsteps swallowed by undergrowth.
