Lorena's speed was not fast; her successive attacks were easily dodged by the Dark Spirit Clan, clearly an unbearable humiliation for this priestess girl. Thus, as the Dark Spirit, with a sneer, once again dodged the girl's attack and charged forward, they saw Lorena stretch out her hands, lifting a thick stone slab more than three meters wide off the ground. The unbalanced Dark Spirit had not yet had the chance to move when it was struck down by the stone slab that Lorena lifted over her head.
Mary did not join the chaotic battle at the front line; she just stood at the back, silently watching it all unfold. However, the Dark Spirit Clan obviously would not let her go; soon, one of them quietly approached from Mary's blind spot, raised its weapon, aiming for the girl's head, and pulled the trigger.
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