Lilura looked at the dagger, deep in her chest.
Then at Mira.
Dark flames flared through her arm and a blade formed.
She sliced through toward Mira's neck with a trail of darkness following.
A shadow dropped from above them.
Lilura felt the sudden change in her body.
She could not feel her arm.
Bryan dropped beside her, pulling his greatsword back.
Mira moved in tandem, withdrawing her dagger from Lilura's heart.
"There's no end to all of you," Lilura yelled, her arm regrowing.
"What are the others doing if I have handled so many high officials already?"
Her axe appeared in her palm again, dark flames pulsing along its frame.
She held it downward, then looked at both of them.
A heave.
She was gone, moving in a flicker of dark flames that appeared before the duo before they could blink.
Her axe tore downward toward Bryan's shoulder.
Bryan caught the attack with his greatsword.
