Liora's hands moved rapidly.
Arrows shot one after another from her exquisite bow, streaking straight through the golden skyline.
Each time an arrow left, a muffled cry would soon follow, with each scream representing the fall of a True Knight.
It didn't take long.
The total number of True Knight cultists in the stronghold numbered only in the few dozen.
With the Holy Knights besieging them and the walls of the Holy Knight Array restraining them, no member of the Necronomicon Sect could possibly evade her attacks.
Before long, the final True Knight collapsed to the ground with several swords piercing through his flesh.
Seeing this, Liora didn't fire any further, allowing the bow and arrows to dissolve.
She let the Holy Knights continue the hunt for the Knight Apprentices while her gaze shifted towards the central building—the place where the battle between the True Devil and the robed woman was taking place.
Instantly, her eyes narrowed.
