Slaver's Destroyed

"What was that?" the scar-faced man exclaimed, noticing the flash of bright light in the distance…in the direction of their caravan. His eyes narrowed as his figure suddenly vanished, the other cultivators disappearing a moment later.

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"Ah…" Luri exclaimed as his vision went white, blinded by the blast of lightning John had unleashed. For a moment he thought he was dead, destroyed by the lightning. He opened his eyes a moment later, feeling no pain at all. 

He felt at his neck, which was now no longer held tightly by that frightful woman. He glanced down, eyes going wide again. He took a few steps back, away from the woman's headless body. Smoke drifted up into the air from her charred neck.

"Luri," Suri exclaimed, rushing to him, grasping his right hand. She stared at his still broken face, and then reached up towards it. A bright light enveloped her hand, a vibrant energy flowing into her brother's face, quickly healing his wound.