Paphield Battle (8)

Outcries filled the entire sky.

The fox-eared young lady sat on a boulder while humming a strange little tune casually. Her tail swayed non-stop as she admired the night sky as though there were a beautiful garden instead of a battlefield before her.

At this moment, Gillian's furry ears twitched and she revealed a cheeky little smile on her pretty face. Shortly after, she stood on her feet and chuckled at the fog and battlefield before her. "I knew that pervert wouldn't be able to come up with anything good. Huhu. It seems that I don't have to stay in this ridiculous place to count stars anymore…"

The young lady lifted her right arm and dazzling flares emerged behind her one after another. Stacked, dense, and brilliant fireballs ripped the darkness apart. Shortly after, a dozen figures wrapped in cloaks stood to their feet and aimed their bows forward.