Dongming City
Xu Ruoruo gasped heavily, sweat continuously streaming down her temples. Her eyes intensely focused through the dusty haze opposite her where figures in black slowly retreated, some apparently reloading their rocket launchers.
"We can't let them continue like this," Xu Ruoruo realized. Although she was at the peak of D-grade, not C-grade or higher, dealing with this scale of conventional weaponry with the mere hope of self-preservation was already a stretch. If she didn't figure something out soon, she feared she really would die here today.
HISS!
White smoke spread again, a piercing shriek echoing throughout the area.
"Not again!" she bit her lower lip, her sword tracing three arcs before her, the silver traces lingering in the air for a moment before fading, setting up a three-layered defense.
Suddenly, from the haze opposite, a pair of eyes emitting a faint green glow focused intently on her.
"Focus!" the woman opposite shouted.