Boom!! Boom!!
Explosions ripped through the air as Alice streaked across the battlefield, her movements a blur. She twisted, dodged, and spun, narrowly avoiding the relentless assaults from all directions. The number of Sixth Shackle Realm experts she faced alone was overwhelming—far beyond what any one person could reasonably handle.
Even in her true form, a flicker of doubt gnawed at her. She could feel the edges of exhaustion, the pressure of defeat closing in.
With a sharp cry, Alice thrust her spear forward. Dozens of colossal golden spears erupted into existence, arcing through the air with deadly precision toward her opponents.
Swoosh!!
The golden storm collided with the combined might of her enemies. Five Sixth Shackle Realm experts stepped forward, their barriers shimmering and twisting like living armor. The spears tore through the first few layers, shattering them into fragments of light—but the final barrier held, immovable, unyielding.
