67: Petite Stature

A loud burst of anguish echoed in the area. Holt rolled on the muddy ground like a writhing snake trying to cover up the hole in the leg with his hands.

Grisha, Alia and Varun turned their necks at Creed in fury. Justin pulled out his sword.

Alia clenched her teeth and took a merciless shot at Creed's shoulder. Creed—however—had no interest in her threat and just ignored her without even making an effort to dodge her arrow.

Her arrow left the bow at a breakneck pace. However, before it could reach him, it crashed Rain's rapier and impaled the ground 5 meters away. Rain's eyes turned blood red this time.

She vanished from her position. Her figure flared in front of them while she closed the gap. Rain scurried forward like a slippery eel as Varun and Grisha rushed forward to stop her. Before they could stop her she appeared right next to Alia at a breakneck pace.

In a blink of an eye, she dug her boot inside Alia's gut and kicked her in the air. The molecules of oxygen escaped her lu