Countless arrows hit the target with precision, the scorching Sun Power burning the body, the raging Thunder Power paralyzing the meridians, the biting Storm Power tearing through defenses...
Mistra's originally vacant eyes suddenly twisted, and a mournful and painful howl overflowed from the depths of her throat.
Her whole body shook violently with Divine Power, as she tried to dismantle the incoming Rule Arrows, but it was largely ineffective.
Lis seized the opportunity to push forward, his wrist continuously trembling, unleashing a steady stream of Rule Arrows from the longbow, always keeping a safe distance in control.
Mistra charged in a fury multiple times but was always tightly restrained by the rain of arrows.
Just as she attempted to close in, she was forced back by multiple Rule Powers, having to passively endure attacks, becoming prey to the remote kite strategy, with brutal roars rising and falling.
