Rain started falling on the Law Gate. The barrier would have left nothing to get in, but the blackguards had to change a little bit of things to make it so it could resist the undead attacks.
Emily placed her rifle on a parapet. Below, Amber and the others were already facing the two Vindicators. Through her scope, Emily tracked the light-wielder, searching for an opening that wasn't coming.
That sword… that brain crystal power was more insidious than anyone might have assumed. It allowed the creation of light constructs but also had ranged attacks that traveled at the speed of light.
These attacks clearly required substantial mana, limiting how often the Vindicator could use them. Whenever he did, Emily slowed time and fired, preventing him from either launching his attack or altering its path.
But that was a tiresome affair. Emily had to constantly stay alert. She couldn't miss even a second of the fight, or one of her comrades would die.