The Deep Dragons were clever and selfish creatures by nature, and upon witnessing their companions fall, they almost immediately turned around, flapping their wings to flee, releasing clouds of toxic mist behind them to obscure vision and block pursuit.
But the Half-Elf Paladin was not about to give them such an opportunity.
"Swoosh—"
A sword light, dozens of meters long, sliced through, cutting the toxic mist apart and creating a massive gap.
Immediately following, Rhea, transformed into the Avenging Angel, flew swiftly forward and closed in on one of the Deep Dragons, getting within twenty meters of it.
The Deep Dragon, in a panic, flapped its wings frantically and swung its tail, bristling with venomous spikes, behind it, trying to swat Rhea out of the sky.
But Rhea remained unfazed, with a gentle flap of her wings, she turned into a fleeting shadow, dodging the Deep Dragon's tail before slashing diagonally mid-air, releasing a twilight glow from her blade.
"Slash—"
