Clearing The Battlefield

Ophelia's amazing firepower left the battlefield in silence.

The demon worshippers who were outside the range of the destructive attacks had stunned looks on their faces but after a while, they recovered their composure and charged at the person responsible for the deaths of their comrades.

KILL HER! KILL EVERY ONE OF THOSE DAMNED SORCERERS!!

Ophelia who had just launched a big attack did not show any sign of panic or fear on her face. She pulled her sword from the ground and entered a defensive stance. However, her face was slightly pale. Her previous attack had incredible destructive power but it was not without its drawbacks. Using that attack took a lot of physical exertion coupled with immense magic power and therefore subsequent attacks inflicted lesser damage afterwards. This side effect would persist until she recovered to her peak strength.

"Come at me, you weaklings!" Ophelia shouted in defiance despite her temporarily weakened state