Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

The two of them fought desperately but were quickly overwhelmed, blood splattering everywhere.

The assassins showed no desire to linger in battle. One dealt with Gregory and his sons, while the remaining three pressed their attack on Aurora, targeting her chest with their blades.

In a panic, Aurora threw down her sword and pulled Barrett in front of her, using him as a shield.

"No!" Rebecca and Viola both screamed in shock at the sight.

Never in Barrett's wildest dreams would he imagine that Aurora would do such a thing. He was injured, and Aurora held him tightly. As a result, he couldn't swing his sword in defense. He could only watch helplessly as the three assassins advanced, their swords poised to plunge into his heart.

Everyone's blood ran cold, but no one could do anything. Rebecca couldn't even bear to watch, terrified of seeing her son die at the hands of the assassins.

In the nick of time, a red spear flew through the air, expertly knocking aside the three swords. The impact caused the assassins to recoil in pain and urgently step back.

A figure landed gracefully, quickly retrieving the spear and immediately engaging the assassins. With swift and precise moves, she forced the attackers back without hesitation.

The assassins were forced to retreat continuously. The formidable sword techniques they had used earlier were rendered ineffective under the pressure of her spear. Within ten moves, the assassins' swords were all on the ground.

Within twenty moves, all the assassins lay defeated. Their tendons had been severed, their inner force depleted. They collapsed, unable to even lift their swords. The summer night breeze tousled her slightly disheveled hair. Under the light from the corridor, she slowly lifted her face, and everyone finally recognized her. Viola was trembling in fear as she uttered the name.

"Carissa?"

wearing a white dress and a pair of embroidered cloth shoes. Her sleeves were wide, and the

clothes were stained with the blood of the assassins, the spots

ordered, "Tie them up and hand them over to the

Rebecca rushed over to support Barrett, whose face

he looked at Carissa. He was covered in wounds, mostly superficial, but the pain seemed

thought he would die when Aurora used him as a shield against

was closing in on him, Carissa

felt a mix of excitement and pain. After such a close brush with death, his emotions were all

his bleeding leg,

save me? How did you get here? You still care about my family's safety, don't you? You still

she watched the members of Gregory's family bind the

heard Barrett's words, Carissa frowned and turned to him. "I am the deputy commander of the Mystic Army. Isn't it logical for me to

Barrett stared at her with reddened eyes. "You care about me! You do! You're just angry that

rolled her eyes

addressed Gregory respectfully, "Mr.