383 Strategic Retreat

My pupils constricted as every hair on my body stood on end. I felt a threat looming over my head.

An attack from above!

I looked up and saw Grace, the rapier in her grasp pulled back and poised to strike, descending on me.

Oh, damn! They really have gotten good at working together.

Unfortunately for them, I have also become much stronger compared to the last time I fought them.

Willing mana into my knees and arms, I pushed Quinn back a single step before hoisting my leg up and ruthlessly thrusting it at him.

Thwack—!!

The forceful front kick landed squarely on Quinn's chest, pushing him back a couple of meters, his feet leaving behind deep grooves on the muddy ground.

Without wasting any movements, I stomped my foot on the ground to gain a proper footing and lifted my spear over my head.

The raging wind swirled around Grace as she fell and pushed her rapier down on me.