Isabella's arms trembled as the strength behind the strike surged through her blade and into her body.
Then—
She was launched backward.
Her body flew through the air.
Dust and debris spiraled around her as she twisted mid-flight.
She flipped once.
Twice.
Then forced her body into balance.
She landed hard.
Her feet skidded across the stone floor, leaving long grooves behind her.
She slid nearly ten meters before stopping.
Her arms vibrated faintly from the impact.
She lifted her head slowly.
A smirk appeared.
"That won't be enough to take me down," she said calmly.
She rolled her shoulders once.
"Let's see how you handle this."
Her sword began to glow.
Brilliant silver light radiated from the blade, mana condensing along its edge in dense layers.
The air around her vibrated as she prepared another technique.
But suddenly—
Her vision blurred.
Just for a second.
Her head felt light.
Dizzy.
'What…?'
Before she could process it—
The wolf vanished from her sight.
