Even Colin, who had escaped the earliest, was still within sight, and Margaret and Sovoc had made it only a short distance away!
"This is bad..." Margaret ran while simultaneously keeping an eye on the situation behind her.
At this moment, as the dark red flames completely entered Morin's bodies,
their expressions suddenly became calm, and their actions ceased.
The next instant!
Morin no longer continued to attack each other but instead turned their heads to look at her and Sovoc beside her, their calm faces twisting into ferocity in the blink of an eye.
Their eyes were so fierce... as if they were sworn enemies with irreconcilable differences!!
Margaret's heart tightened, and she couldn't help but swallow hard.
If it had been a normal situation, with the two Morins attacking her together, perhaps she wouldn't have been so frightened.
After all, even if she couldn't win, with her own strength, she still had the confidence to preserve her life!
But at this moment, she was already weakened from defending against the self-destructing priests, even sustaining some injuries... and the two Morins, under the mysterious power boost, not only didn't decrease in strength but became even more formidable!!
How could she win?!
Boom!
Margaret clenched her teeth, and with a thought, the fiery glow around her body intensified, increasing her speed to a visibly faster rate.
"Wait for me, Lady Margaret!"
Sovoc shouted in panic beside her.
But Margaret turned a deaf ear... the wise adapt to circumstances, and to stay and face the enemy head-on at this point would be folly.
She felt somewhat relieved that there was still a living Sovoc, who could at least buy her time.
With this thought, she couldn't help but look up at the graceful black figure far ahead...
"Who knows what kind of Witch Tool that armor is, to boost the flight speed so remarkably!"
"Damn it!" she cursed in her heart.
Colin, a First Rank Wizard who had just advanced, could fly at such a speed with that armor... If only she could have worn that armor herself!
With the temporary boost of streaming light, she narrowed the distance to Colin a bit more as she thought.
However, this was only temporary, and Margaret felt an inexplicable panic inside... she had no idea how close Morin and the others were behind her.
Whoosh!
Margaret's expression froze.
A figure suddenly whooshed past her!
"Sovoc?!"
She had no idea what witchcraft Sovoc had used, but his speed had now surpassed hers.
But before Margaret could take a closer look,
Thump!!
The sound of an arrow piercing flesh reached her ears.
Margaret's face turned pale, her eyes filled with disbelief.
A mechanical arrow, glittering with cold light, suddenly shot from behind her, passing diagonally through her left shoulder.
"Ginsley's mechanical arrow..."
Margaret recognized the attack, endured the pain, and didn't look back.
The glow around her surged again forcibly, slightly increasing her speed.
But this slight increase was clearly not enough... although she did not look back, she could guess Morin's position... or at least Ginsley's, from the mechanical arrow.
Ginsley, the rather rare Mechanical Wizard, appeared as a portly middle-aged man, but beneath that rotund body were countless intricate structures.
And the mechanical arrow, one of the Mechanical Wizard's most classic witchcraft, was naturally familiar to her.
Given the power and speed of that arrow, Ginsley was most likely no more than five hundred meters away from her!
Five hundred meters, for a First Rank Wizard's speed, was only a matter of moments.
Margaret's mind raced, suddenly concentrating her spiritual power into a long beam, shooting it towards the distant Colin and Sovoc!