77. The Devil In White 2

Staring in stunned silence at the sight she had just seen. Myst struggled to wrap her head around the strength that she showed. Aurella. The young girl that she knew, had no capabilities like this. Not as far as she was aware of anyways.

Yet she was using magic on a level that Myst only saw a small hand full of times. And that was only through demonstrations hosted by the Elites. Aurella was far different from the girl she knew. From the girl who wouldn't even think to harm another individual. Yet here she was, using magic, and defending herself as if her life depended on it. Which at this point, it very much did.

With the demon appearing behind her with a staggered speed. It would raise its clawed hand to strike down the girl who had sent lightning through its body. Before even thinking about it. Myst was on the move and lunging at the demon, letting loose a throwing knife at it. Catching it in the middle of its clawed hand.