Miaomiao played her part, chanting a mock incantation. "[Ventus Veni, Vis tua invoca!!]"
Miaomiao rose to her hind legs, stretching her paws skyward. It might have resembled a cat reaching for a butterfly, but in her imposing sphinx form, the posture carried a majestic weight.
The weary soldiers, startled by the sudden gust of wind, lifted their heads. Before them stood the sphinx, her paws outstretched toward the sky as she chanted a spell. Cool wind, tinged with a refreshing chill, swept over them, banishing the oppressive heat and instantly drying their sweat.
"Wow, a first-class magical beast really is something else. Great job!" a few soldiers cheered, waving their hands toward her in encouragement.