章 1193: Weight

The moment Dyon took the first strike from the hooded avatar, Clara's heart seized. Uncaring for the situation around her, she surged forward.

Despite the fact she was only a saint, Clara's Wind Spirit Constitution made her among the fastest individuals in her realm. Her body was as light as a feather, and the delicate illusory wings that spread from her back boosted her speed to inconceivable levels only a celestial could match.

She covered hundreds of miles in mere seconds, coming into the sights of Head Void in just a few moments. The geniuses of the Mortal Clan didn't have time to stop Clara, and even if they did, could they have?

They were all aware that that valiant warrior in the distance was Dyon… They all knew that he was their big sister's husband…