Elvira gritted her teeth, her vision blurring at the edges. 'Damn it—I'm running out of mana!'
She needed more White Gemstones. Now.
Her body burned from overuse, her reserves nearly depleted. If she kept this up any longer, she'd collapse before Ben even got here. But she didn't have the luxury to stop.
With a flick of her wrist, magic circles burst into existence around her, intricate glyphs glowing in rapid succession. Her voice rang out. "Accel Tempest!"
A surge of mana flooded her body, the spell amplifying her speed, reflexes, and agility to a whole new level. It was an absurdly expensive spell when cast on others, but when used on herself— the cost was negligible.
She vanished.
In an instant, she propelled herself upward, soaring through the battlefield like a blur of light. Lightning cracked behind her, Inferno's flames chased her.
