The golden flame surged forward, and Andesa's face changed dramatically. She could even feel the terrifying heat contained within it, and the painful lessons from before were still fresh in her memory, causing her to subconsciously dodge to the side.
But this dodge also widened the distance between her and Qian. In fact, at this moment, Andesa had already forgotten about this little girl, only realizing it when she pushed away. She immediately sensed something was wrong, turned her head, but could only watch helplessly as the golden flame burned through the vines between her and Qian.
Andesa screamed in pain, enduring the agony as she reached out to grab Qian, who had already been freed from her bindings. However, a longsword enveloped in flame was faster—protruding from the fire, blocking her hand and standing in front of Qian.
