Nancy had quickly rolled to her feet after being knocked to the ground.
Once up, she tasted sweetness in her throat and felt fresh blood surging forth. However, to avoid showing weakness, she furrowed her brow and forced herself to swallow the blood. She then looked warily to the side, assessing the situation clearly.
Another Black Robed Man had appeared beside the one she had intended to kill, clearly there to assist because he saw her as a formidable opponent.
Among the Black Robed Men, there were strong and weak ones. The one she had intended to kill was of the Third-level Wizard Apprentice rank, whom she could have easily subdued. The newcomer had reached the Wizard rank, and although he was a Low-level Wizard, he was able to injure her in their first confrontation.
Now, with a Third-level Wizard Apprentice and a Low-level Wizard teaming up against her, the situation was quite difficult.
But she had her own pride and would not cower.
