Silver threads inwardly gathered, binding her inside.
*Tsss!* Even with the modifications to Nyssa’s skin, yellow pus flowed under the tight binding of the silver threads. A look of pain appeared on her face.
“Let’s do this together! Kill that bitch!”
Feeling that his reputation had been sullied, this acolyte of the Lilytell family had begun to disregard the rules of the academy, wanting all schoolmates who were present to kill her!
After all, he was a part of the Lilytell family. Even if he did something wrong, the worst punishment he would get was confinement. His family members would definitely rescue him, so what was there to fear?
Seeing herself on the verge of being encircled once more by acolytes with the light from spells flashing in their hands, she could only hang her head sadly.
“Am I going to die here today? Though it’s a type of release, dying in such a manner really doesn’t sit well with me…” Nyssa thought to herself.
*Boom!*
The sound of immense waves from magic resounded.
Nyssa squeezed her eyes shut, but feeling no pain in her head, she raised her head in astonishment.
Her jaw dropped in amazement.
She could see a huge Venom Wyvern hovering around in the sky, above the stronghold’s wards.
A black, flaming hand scooped downwards, fierce black flames immediately tearing apart a huge hole in the ward.
“Enemy attack!”
The owls from before appeared once more, turning into the shape of a giant.
“Shoo!”
A young man wearing black robes waved his arm disdainfully.
A huge black fireball fell like a comet.
*Boom!*
Innumerable feathers flew, and the giant made from the owls immediately dispersed after a brief contact with the flames. Owl after owl was burnt to ashes, falling from the sky.