Everything was moving smoothly for Lira. Her Sword was barely a few inches away from hitting the shackles.
"Not good! Retreat!" Just as the sword was about to hit, Lira felt a jolt of current course through her body as she heard the panicked shout of the man.
She didn't know why the man was telling her to retreat at the last moment after being the person who told her to cut the shackles in the first place. However, she didn't have time to think about it. She could feel just how panicked that person sounded and listened to the advice.
Before her sword could touch the shackles, Lira jumped back. However, she was still too late. A strange energy flooded out of the shackles, causing what appeared like an explosion.
Lira's body flew back like a lifeless puppet, crashing on the wall in the back. She coughed out a mouthful of blood. Her face was already pale. Her entire body was aching! She even felt as if she would've died if she was a single second late!