"Ran out of Mana." Zarath smiled at the White Queen.
Two deep, horizontal wounds had been drawn, splitting open the White Knights' stomachs.
"Time to start the killing."
"That bitch…!" Marianne clenched her teeth. Just as she was about to move forward, Elijah grabbed her wrist.
Both Zarath and Léa were visible.
The rest of the Black Army was not.
[The Skill "Black Fog" Imbued in The Black Magician's Staff Activates.]
The Black Fog covered the second Black Rook, the Black Queen, and the Black King.
As the White Queen started running towards Zarath, the latter jumped back, giving Léa a nod as she did so.
"Come here, you little shit!" Petra cursed as she followed Zarath.
"Nu-uh!" The latter chuckled.
The difference in Stats was too big, and the White Queen was quickly catching up to her.
An orb of purple flames suddenly appeared in front of Petra, cutting the chase short.
As Léa entered the Black Fog, the Black Queen extended her arm forward.
