"Let's quickly finish this!" Said one of the bat bloodline magus in an irritated.
As the four half-blood magus came to her, Klea took a deep breath and calmed herself.
Being the last one standing while the others laid helplessly on the ground, even Magister Griffith himself was heavily wounded, was more than enough for Klea to know she could not escape this disaster. At least not through sheer strength, so she decided to use her wits instead.
"Wait! Stop!"
Her words however only sparked a wicked chuckle.
"Just relax, girl. This will all be quick, I'll make sure of that."
Seeing they were still walking towards her, completely ignoring her words, Klea decided to shout one word she was sure would get a response.
"Khaoos!"
The four Bat bloodline magus looked at her in confusion as the word had absolutely no meaning to them. But on the other hand, it managed to catch the female grand magus' full interest, as Klea could see her flying towards her.
"What do you know about Khaos?"
