In the underground passage, fierce winds howled, and electric arcs shot everywhere.
Behind the rubble, in the cracks on the walls, and the cover of corners, Night Owl flitted through these shadows, her speed pushed to the limit. Every pass narrowly avoided the frenzied lightning strikes, while her Black Blade glided across the surface of the storm spirit, inflicting damage.
However, the Diamond Level storm spirit was too large, almost filling the entire passage, making it impossible for Night Owl's Black Blade to reach its cyclone center for a fatal blow.
As for a battle of attrition, it was too disadvantageous for Night Owl, who hadn't slept for several days, her forced exertion wouldn't last long.
The storm element emitted a low hum, the air pressure in the passage abruptly rose, countless tiny electric sparks burst from its body, weaving into a net of electricity covering the entire passage!
Night Owl tapped her toes, blending her form into the shadows by the wall.
