The mist condensed into ice-hard coils and yanked them off their feet, slamming them into each other, into trees, into the dirt.
Three water mages tried to surround her, casting a pincer formation to trap her in a bubble.
She exhaled.
Her own water magic detonated outward—not as brute force, but as manipulated resonance, causing their control spells to twist and shatter, exploding their mana circuits.
"Don't use water against a specialist," Jiang Xiao Yu said softly as the three dropped to the ground, unconscious.
A blast of heat barreled toward her, a dual spell of flame and stone.
She walked into it as a flare of blue mana erupted around her.
Pshh.
The flame died mid-air as her mist devoured the fire. The stone melted into steam-cracked fragments before it could touch her.
With a twist of her wrist, she turned the remaining mist into hundreds of razor-thin shards and launched them through the battlefield.
