Whoosh!
The long spear, empowered by terrifying strength and secret runes, turned into a beam of light, instantly appearing in front of the figure and piercing through it, pinning it to the ground.
"Ah!!!"
Phantom Weaver was impaled on the ground, and the intense pain made her throw her head back and let out a sharp, screeching scream. The piercing sound left the surrounding students pale-faced, their eyes blackened. The sound was incredibly penetrating to the soul and spirit.
However, in the next second, a hooked spear came flying towards her, easily slicing off Phantom Weaver's head.
Her beautiful head fell to the ground, yet she did not immediately lose consciousness. Instead, her eyes remained fixed on the crowd, filled with a deep, hateful glare.
"Despicable fools, the majesty of war will soon overwhelm you again!"
Smack!
The legion commander's heavy boots stomped down, cutting her words short.
"Trash."