Bab 132: Battle in the Abandoned City 2

The ash humanoid advanced, its blue inscriptions pulsing brighter as if mocking their earlier attempts. Asura wiped a streak of dirt from her cheek, her frost-coated fingers trembling slightly. Her chest heaved with labored breaths, but her eyes stayed fixed on the figure.

Art stood nearby, his body rigid as he assessed the creature’s every movement. The orb in his hand flickered faintly, its surface seeming to ripple with latent energy.

“We need to end this quickly,” he said, his voice steady but tense.

“Tell me something I don’t know,” Asura replied, her tone flat. She tightened her grip on her frost-coated dagger, the ice shimmering under the faint light of the inscriptions.