บท 145: Chapter 145: Disaster [1]

Meanwhile, Lyra threw herself into the flurry of blood, flesh, smile and carnage, having mixed feelings and emotions.

Her thoughts were racing and faltering in complete contrast to her displayed confidence, cool and control.

As she ran through the chaos filled streets and roads of the Outer Ring, Lyra had to often remind herself the same thing she told the first years.

Safety and evacuation of the people were priority; do not engage in needles confrontations with the monsters unless the circumstances deem it necessary to survive.

This was also especially true for her.

At that moment, she was currently tearing and cleaving apart swarms of Elder gods that surrounded her with the large and broad blade of her great sword.

Lyra had a serious drawback to constantly using her ability in excess; that was a gradually dispersion of her sanity and humanity.