Liam watched Beatrix squint her eyes at the death knight standing there like some shadow in armor.
"Huh, just a normal death knight," she said, sounding almost bored. "Leave it to me."
She started walking forward without waiting for anyone.
"Stop, Beat, " Liam shouted, his voice cracking with worry, but she cut him off before he could finish.
"Relax, I got it," she called back, not even turning around.
Liam stood there for a second, heart pounding. He didn't like it, but she looked so sure of herself.
Fine. He'd let her try. He stayed back and watched as she lifted her palm toward the black knight Anos.
She murmured some words under her breath.
A black ball of swirling wind formed in front of her hand, spinning faster and faster, then shot straight at the knight like a dark cannonball.
The ball slammed into Anos and he froze for a split second.
Then he lunged forward, sword raised, aiming right for Beatrix.
"Evade!" Pyra yelled.
