...
Swoosh!
A sharp whoosh cut through the air.
Sener narrowly dodged two twisted bolts of negative energy lightning and then exchanged three fierce blows with the assassin named Little Damon. Using Damon's forceful final sweeping attack as leverage, Sener suddenly drifted away like a willow seed.
At the same time,
His body gradually dissipated into specks of light, falling cleanly onto the dry mud below.
Not far away,
The necromancer holding a staff let a cold smirk spread across his face:
"You seem to have forgotten that the Shadow Domain no longer favors you."
"And without the support of the shadows, even a legendary rogue like you is as good as if his arms were broken!"
As he finished speaking,
The eaves of the wooden hut suddenly broke off, and then, the whole cabin collapsed.
The space around it also severely distorted—
Two beasts, the size of panthers, leaped out from the void, and soon Sener's slightly disheveled form was exposed right there.