The suddenly appearing Abyss Mage was entirely concealed within a pitch-black mage robe, with a hood covering his head, making it impossible to see his face.
A withered, pale hand extended from the sleeve, gripping onto a magic wand tightly.
With a wave of his wand, the blood on the ground leaped up like living creatures, soaring into the sky to form a blood cloud, which then fell straight down towards Guinevere, resembling a rain of blood.
Guinevere gently raised her head, and the flames surrounding her body blazed even more fiercely, rising to clash with the blood rain, evaporating into a vast mist of blood-red vapor.
The surrounding guards immediately charged at the Abyss Mage, bursting to death upon nearing, and the blood flowing from their bodies condensed into the blood cloud in the sky.
The flames Guinevere conjured grew weaker and weaker. She wore a grim expression, tightly watching this formidable enemy.
