The next mont, Erald Sparrow saw the sparrow's magic wand transform into a flurry of sparkling magic power.
She had felt the other's position closing in on her and had also realized that Sparrow might have so close-quarters ability at her disposal.
A sense of alarm flashed through her mind, but fortunately, Erald Sparrow was prepared; as the runes flew out from her sleeve to form a barrier, she had already begun to retreat backwards.
The direction in which she retreated was also carefully chosen, a place that would allow her magical equipnt to gain leverage.
"Too slow!"
Sparrow noticed Erald Sparrow's intention to move and pulled a grotesquely shaped claw-like magical equipnt from the chaotic flow, then swung the rope at its end, hurling it toward Erald Sparrow's direction with a forceful throw.
Almost simultaneously, Erald Sparrow felt her retreat slowing down.
The magical equipnt tossed out by Sparrow was like a hawk's claw, a throwing weapon with four blade toes, three in the front and one in the back, attached to a rope which Sparrow held in hand.
In the material realm's understanding, such a weapon or throwing weapon is known as Flying Claw.
As Sparrow threw the Flying Claw, the magical equipnt generated a strange attraction, pulling living things in its vicinity like a magnet and slowing down Erald Sparrow, its target, in flight.
What's more, even though it wasn't initially aid at Erald Sparrow, once she was affected and her speed reduced, it seed to consciously change its trajectory and darted toward her.
In a flash, Flying Claw already reached in front of Erald Sparrow.
Seeing her attack about to hit, a satisfied smile spread across Sparrow's face.
This was precisely why she waited to use her magical equipnt until they were closer; her equipnt had a dual effect of seeking and attracting the target within a certain range. Coupled with its inherent lethality, if employed, it was sure to heavily injure the enemy.
Tracked by her gaze, the Flying Claw went straight for the figure of Erald Sparrow not far away, and soon, a muffled "puff" sound suggested it had hit its mark.
Everything had gone as expected; she and her adversary were asymtrically inford, and it was precisely this disparity that gave her the upper hand in this battle where the enemy was in the open and she lurked in the shadows.
"Ha ha! Told you, there's no escaping !"
Laughing loudly, Sparrow pulled on the rope to drag back the Flying Claw's end and retrieve Erald Sparrow from afar.
But when the rope was pulled and gradually reeled in, she suddenly realized: there was nothing on it.
On the blade toes of Flying Claw, there were only a few strands of dissolving magic silk, a reminder of what she had caught.
"This is—"
She couldn't help but widen her eyes.
—"A decoy doll I wove on the spot.""
A cool voice ca from behind her.
Behind her, Erald Sparrow was already there, her magic equipnt in hand transford into spectacular form, having beco a pair of massive gauntlets wrapped around her hands.
"Masterpiece, number two, the mighty Sestus."
Without another word, she murmured and swung the gauntlets on her hands, landing a heavy punch to Sparrow's back.
Sparrow hadn't even the ti to look back before she felt an imnse force strike her from behind.
Boom!
A thunderous sonic boom erupted from the sky, making countless onlookers stop in their tracks and look up.
Then they saw a small figure falling from the sky, crashing down hard on an empty stretch of the road.
Thud!
After the vast impact noise, what appeared before their eyes was the road surface, almost completely shattered upon impact, the flying dirt and rocks, and in the deep crater, the dark figure lying at the bottom.
"Finally caught this one, now... I'll notify the Abnormal Strategy Bureau to co pick up the person."
Descending slowly from the air and pausing about ten ters above the ground, Erald Sparrow dissipated the gauntlets from her hands and sighed while looking down at the crater on the road below:
"However, I'm afraid the Investigative Institute really needs to be called in this ti."
The rebellion organization known as Claw Mark had indeed surfaced in Fangting City, boldly coming to challenge her to a fight. Such a serious incident was not sothing she could just gloss over.
Not to ntion, according to the head of Fangting City's Abnormal Strategy Bureau, these people might also be connected to the disappearance of the forr Seeder "Nini." Even the mysterious erging Remnant Beasts in the underground could be their doing. Even for the safety of her daughter, she had to eradicate those that had extended their reach into Fangting City.
Having finally caught their tail, capturing all those who stirred trouble in the shadows and driving them out was essential for the upcoming activities of the Ting City squad.
But the reason she sighed was that once the Investigative Institute got involved, there was no way her return to action could remain a secret.
As an agency she was associated with, the Investigative Institute had countless ties to her, so of whom could be called "old acquaintances." Once the news of her return spread, her routine life in Fangting City of working and taking care of her child would likely be disrupted.
Truth be told, though she had been ready to face these consequences since the day she decided to quit and even took out the heart's flower from her wardrobe, now that the mont had arrived, she still couldn't help feeling a bit lancholic.
Pushing aside these thoughts, it was ti to call soone to take this person into custody.
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