Even with all its might, Red Blade's horse couldn't leap over the obstacle—at that moment, it too, along with its rider, remained suspended in mid-air.
With a swift movement, Hongren lifted his foot, squatted down on the saddle, and kicked the horse repeatedly, using it as a springboard to abandon the dead horse and leap off.
With this final leap, Red Blade finally crossed the crack in the earth and grabbed a sharp rock protruding from the cliff edge.
Philsa ultimately lacked sufficient physical strength and magic power, and lost his balance, falling off the cliff—just as Red Blade was thinking this, he suddenly felt a strong gust of wind whistling past his head.
He looked up and was surprised to find that the light on Philsa's body had turned purple at some point, but his flight speed remained unchanged.
He successfully crossed the cliff and instantly left the red blade far behind. His magic seemed to have been fully restored.
"How is this possible?" Red Blade was shocked, but even with such a question in mind, no one would give him an answer.
Felsa was exhausted of physical strength and magic in mid-air—at that very moment, Jelu released her magic, using her own purple light to replace the aurora and help her companion cross the cliff.
Red Blade climbed up and found that the purple meteor had vanished without a trace. He clicked his tongue.
The two continued their charge. Only when they were completely away from the enemy did Jelu relax and release her magic.
The two almost fell to the ground after losing their balance, but Philsa caught her and cushioned her fall, landing first on the grass.
Jelu collapsed into her companion's arms, her breathing weak. Philsa gently held her, only soon realizing that her hand was wet.
I smelled it; it smelled of blood, but I wasn't injured.
Looking back at the previous scene, he felt a tremor in his heart and realized: the red blade had recklessly crashed into him while crossing the cliff.
It must have been at that moment that the enemy slashed Gerlu in the back with their weapon. He tried in alarm to wake Gerlu, but she was already unconscious and unresponsive.
Despite being severely injured, she released her magic, endured her injuries, and worked with herself to overcome the life-or-death crisis.
Thinking this, he lovingly stroked Jielu's face, carefully holding her close, trying not to touch the wound on her back.
The two are temporarily out of danger, but the enemy could catch up at any moment.
The two were now quite a distance from their destination.
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