But despite that, Gracier was quicker.
The female mage witnessed a red flash in front of her. At the next moment, the magical torrent within her control erupted. Gracier flitted across in a red burst of flame, aiming straight at the five dark elves behind the female mage. A dazzling, eye-catching brilliance erupted. In the blink of an eye, blood splattered from the bodies of the five dark elves like fountains spraying into midair.
The air turned hot, the heat coalesced into the shape of flame blades that swooped down and slashed at them. Along with deep, thunderous rumbles, the five heavily-armored dark elves followed in the others' footsteps. Before they let out a shriek, they were pierced in the chest by the flame swords and flew out of the inn.