Blood splattered everywhere.
Accompanied by the howling wind, Wilhelmina was sent flying out of the flames and heavily slammed onto the ground. At this moment, there was almost no part of her body that was intact, as scars and seeping blood were visible everywhere. Wilhelmina was now in an extreme state of disarray; she had wrapped herself like a mummy, but even so, blood still seeped from her wounds.
"Retreat immediately!"
By now, even Tiamat's voice, which was usually as cold as a robot's, revealed a touch of impatience, clearly aware that this was a road leading only to death!
"I understand…"
Panting, Wilhelmina forced herself to her feet. But at this moment, she felt utterly weak, as if just standing up had drained all her strength. Yet, despite this, the enemy clearly did not intend to let her go. Almost the moment Wilhelmina stood up, the ground in front of her cracked open again, and numerous blades flew out, targeting her once more.