He immediately stepped out from behind the tree, searching the surrounding forest.
A moment later he found her.
Morgana stood silently upon the branch of a towering tree overlooking the battlefield.
Her purple eyes calmly scanned the horde below. Searching. Looking for one particular person. Then her gaze met Damien's.
Without the slightest hesitation she stepped forward. Rather than falling she kicked off the branch. Her body became a blur. While descending, she reached into her storage ring.
A long dark-purple spear appeared in her hand. Before touching the ground. She swung it once.
A crescent of dark mana swept across the battlefield.
SHRRRK!!
Several monsters were sliced cleanly in half before they even realized she had arrived.
She landed gracefully. Without slowing down. She continued running. Every monster that approached her died in a single strike. Within seconds she stood before Damien.
Her sharp eyes quickly examined his injuries.
"...Damien. Are you alright?"
