Bab 503: Volume Eleven: Shrouded in Fog and Smoke Chapter Fifteen: Dark Night Angel Mercenary Group

A crisp cry of alarm came from the assassin who had fallen to the ground, as two glistening vines, like living ropes, slithered over the assassin's tightly constricted body, gradually sprouting little thorns. With each sinuous movement of the vines, the mage's broad robe was shredded to tatters, revealing the body-hugging clothing underneath.

At this moment, the two warriors who had launched a desperate attack also seemed to realize their recklessness and stopped, sheepishly, not knowing what to do as they looked at Komer and his companion.

The two opponents in front of them didn't seem to be part of the group that had been evading pursuit and assassination; one was calm and collected, spreading magic freely, while the other, though looking displeased, exuded elegance and serenity, and with her picturesque eyebrows and soft features, it was hard to imagine she was the mage who had just cast the Light Holy Shield.