Flames danced wildly, the sea of fire boiling!
Anna moved her hands slowly, as if she were a conductor of a symphony orchestra, and countless fiery pythons followed her rhythm, licking in all directions. For a moment, it seemed as though the flames enveloped the entire sky, sweeping across the town.
The remaining werewolves that had not been burned to death saw that the situation was bad and quickly scattered to flee. Some dashed into houses, others down alleys, not needing to outrun the blazing serpents; as long as they could run faster than their companions, that was enough.
Yan Yu watched silently from the side, only to see numerous homes around the sea of fire ignited, and the frightened residents running out with their families in tow.
When Transcendents battle, it is always the mortals who suffer!
Seeing Yan Yu's slight frown, Anna, who was still maintaining the spell, explained,