
For Kaleesh, this was only a preliminary attack, but as a result, he had permanently altered the landscape by several square kilometers. The green forest had become a wasteland, with dust carried by the wind swirling around like a small tornado.
Suddenly, a flash of silver light appeared, surrounding the tornado of debris against the direction of its rotation. It pierced through the tornado, revealing a blue sky. The wind again became a gentle breeze, leaving a single woman standing before Kaleesh.
Kaleesh stared in wonder. In his right hand, the girl was holding a long sword. Bar, be...