All of a sudden, she let loose a delicate cry, and a bolt of black lightning fell from the heavens before striking her directly on the top of her head.

Violent and chaotic arcane energy immediately began to surge mercilessly through her body, causing her to sweat profusely as her face took on an ashen complexion, but she had no other alternative. In the face of so many powerful martial artists, she had to accumulate an enormous amount of magic energy in a short time in order to ward off their attacks.

Meanwhile, Brad was looking on at Lana with a sympathetic expression, unwilling to attack her. He wanted nothing more than to swoop in and save her like a knight in shining armor, but he didn't dare to do so for fear of ruining his own future in the True Light Church.

Even though he was refraining from attacking Lana, in reality, he had already made a decision in his mind. The sight of Lana's agonized expression made him feel as if his heart were throbbing with pain, but of course, for men, this type of pain was never very severe. Either that or it would come to pass in a short time, anyway.

While Brad was making a pretentious display of sympathy toward Lana, purple magic energy was erupting out of the Shaved Purple Gem staff in her hand.

Immediately thereafter, the sound of dragon roars and phoenix cries rang out in unison.

The cold look in Lana's eyes seemed to be emphasizing that she didn't require pity or sympathy from anyone, especially not from someone like Brad.

A ferocious dragon and a mighty phoenix...