Everyone in the group twisted their head around, especially the people that Lillian had saved.
Where had the girl disappeared to?
They didn’t have much ti to linger before being transported. And dicine knew this with wide eyes, seeing that no one knew Lillian’s whereabouts.
He yelled in a desperate and worried voice:
"We must find her! And quick!"
He had already lost several dical students and staff today; he’d rather not have another death on his hands. Especially, soone like Lillian.
***
"Gotta be quick!"
Lillian, who had slipped away from the group, ran to find a window that she could access and wouldn’t have any issues jumping out of.
The solution of finding the entrance into the hospital was also on the table; however, Lillian didn’t doubt it was most likely packed with cultists. Even ones that could still use their abilities.
Lillian glanced around her surroundings, finding the ethereal glow growing more vibrant and intense. She really didn’t have much ti. Perhaps just a few more minutes?
She’d rather not get caught up in the teleportation that was about to happen. She needed to save more people and accomplish her mission.
Her mission...
She was going to take down the head of the invasion. Insane, wasn’t it? She, who was scared and weak before, was going to take on a major boss?
Lillian continued to run down the halls, down the stairs, and took down the lingering cultists in her way.
It was at this point that she had donned her Carapace Chestplate and Fluttering Prowl, her black cloak.
Encountering another cultist, she twisted her body around, raising her black cloak and—
Clang...!
—Using it as a substitute shield against a blade that was swung down on her.
By injecting her mana into the cloak, she caused spikes to be raised, pointing to the attacker, who was later pierced by them as Lillian ramd into their body.
Flexing her arm out to the side, shaping it into a liquid blade, she used it to slice off the head.
Tossing the headless body to the side, she kicked the head towards an incoming cultist, causing them to beco briefly staggered.
Lillian dashed forward, using her blade arm to stab through their mask and skull. Slicing down the middle of their face, the white-haired girl twisted her wrist, tearing through half of their neck.
She quickly picked up the sighting of red wires appearing and stretching to nd and sew the wound together.
Without delay, Lillian spun, raising her arm and slicing through their neck completely, beheading them and putting them to true rest.
Lillian breathed harshly, rubbing the blood off her face as she glanced down at her cloak, which had been stained red by blood.
She continued moving forward, noticing how the glow around the building intensified. Upon reaching a crossway, she suddenly felt alarms ring inside her mind.
Snapping her head to her left, she watched as a pillar of stone shot towards her. She widened her eyes and raised her arms.
THUMP!
The pillar slamd into her with imnse force, sending her flying in the opposite hallway, eventually causing her to crash through the window and escape.
However, right before this could happen, Lillian noticed in the corners of her eyes that a group of people were running down the hallway in her direction.
It was Doctor dicine, and it seed that he had already realised that she had escaped.
"Miss Arius!"
She smirked, bracing for the window and—
SHATTER!
—Being sent through it.
And in the split mont that happened, everyone inside, besides the cultists, was sent to the underground shelter, away from the chaos ensuing.
Lillian crashed and rolled on the cobblestone ground before swiftly getting up. Looking around, she discovered herself inside a war between the invaders and the academy’s soldiers.
Soldiers who were equipped with thick armour and sharp weapons.
They were all Tier 1 mages, but with extrely low affinity and mana, which limited them to what they could do magically.
However, even without magic and supernatural abilities, they were able to fight back against the constantly regenerating horde of enemies.
Those who had noticed her flying out of the hospital and landing in the midst of their war, yelled:
"Civillian! There’s a civillian here!"
This drew the gazes of other soldiers, causing them to shift their position to surround her, protecting her on all sides as they continued to fend off against the enemy.
Lillian smiled wryly at this, grateful for their protection; however, she felt like she was getting in their way.
"No need to protect !" She yelled before looking towards the window she just flew out of, finding a humanoid figure wearing a segnted armour of stone.
She then watched as they cast a volley of stones upon them.
Lillian grimaced, watching as so of the soldiers raised their arms to try and shoot them out of the sky, which led them to attack.
Before sighing, Lillian shot her arms out, summoning narrow spears that killed the incoming attackers. She then raised her arm, shooting down the falling rocks with extre precision.
Upon doing that, she quickly lowered her arm to her side, summoning a glass shard that seed to have belonged to a mirror. And reflecting on it was...
The Beetle.
"Move out of the way!" Lillian ordered, chucking the Shard into the sky before slipping past the encirclent of the soldiers around her, who were startled by her demand.
They then noticed a massive shadow looming over them, belonging to a massive object in the sky, which plumted towards them with frightening speed and weight.
After pushing past the cultists and getting out of the way, the soldiers were t with a frightening anthropod of considerable size that had a nightmarish human-like face with no lips to hide its disturbing teeth.
It had a segnted body and a black exoskeleton that showed with an impenetrable glint. It had three legs on either side of its body, extrely similar to spiders.
Upon its crashing to the ground and stabbing its legs into the cobblestone ground, it looked and surveyed its surroundings, noticing that it was surrounded.
It scanned the humanoids in full tal armour and the ones that were covered in pitch black.
The edges of its mouth curled up even more, creating a frightening image as saliva dripped through the gaps between its teeth, making contact on the ground and sizzling.
It then let out a roar that could only be called a cacophony of distorted voices rged into one.
It was a roar for its entrance. It was a roar of nostalgia for how similar the situation was to when it hunted down its prey. It was... A roar to signify it was going to begin its hunt.
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