Alyssa had her rifle slung across her back, a greatsword swinging in her hands as she tried to carve a path through the enemy.
But the members of the Supreme Staff Legion had clearly come prepared for her arrival.
They spread out in a loose formation, attacking in waves, using their skills in staggered batches to pressure her from every angle.
In an instant, Alyssa was struck by countless skills.
"Damn it! If you've got the guts, fight me face-to-face in a duel!"
Alyssa roared in fury, whipping her greatsword so hard it felt like it was about to smoke.
Even so, she still took damage.
The violent recoil made a metallic taste bloom in her mouth.
What now?
She had absolutely no chance to counterattack!
Alyssa's expression turned ugly—she had no good way to deal with this for the time being.
Just then, yet another squad of caster-type awakeners joined the encirclement.
