Chapitre 115: Transformation Magick

Thunder rumbled across the dark clouds, and silvery lightning danced across the turbulent sky.

Large waves rocked the ship back and forth.

The waves were turning dangerously high.

The mercenaries, with crimson cloaks on their backs, launched their attacks throughout the air.

Amella pointed her umbrella, with the canopy in front, towards the attacks and twirled it around, which caused a gush of wind that sent the attacks away from her.

"Argh!" Digby used his Super Jump, appeared behind her, and brought his sword down towards her back.

The sword cut through her dress and left a bleeding wound on her pink-skinned back that didn't have any previous scars.

"Ah!"

Amella plummeted down towards the raging waters below, but then she took a hold of her umbrella and opened it just in time to slow her fall and safely land on the surface of the sea.