As soon as she spoke that word, Silva used her transformation technique without hesitation. Pure-white scales swiftly covered her entire body, each ray of light that hit them shifting and reflecting as rainbow colors, when looked at from the right angle.

She unsheathed her blade from the scabbard and turned to Emery before saying, "Watch my back and follow me closely! Don't get left behind!"

The girl did not even wait for a response from him. Her figure immediately dashed forward, quickly charging into the thick of the battlefield.

For a moment, Emery was taken back by her actions, but he quickly woke up from his reverie and followed her with his [Blink] spell. He was confident in his speed and the mastery of the spell, so there was no way he would be left behind

Or at least, that was what he thought. Within a mere span of a few seconds, Emery was quickly proven he couldn't be more wrong.

Silva was fast, no, even that would be an understatement. Not only was she able to run at breakneck speed, she could also fluidly and effortlessly move between hundreds of Kobolds and Uruks without disturbing any of them, slipping through them like a slithering snake.

Not only that, her swordsmanship was nothing short of impressive. As she passed through them, all the Uruks in her path quickly fell to the ground, groaning in pain as their legs were reduced to stumps by her swords.

She didn't deliver any deadly attack, because she knew the kobolds behind her would be more than willing to finish the fallen gray-skinned creatures on her behalf.

Emery watched in amazement, but there was no way he could afford to get left behind. He quickly cast [Blink] to appear behind her and then followed her as closely as he could, just like a shadow, slashing his sword at any enemies, who managed to escape her swords.

"Not bad! Not bad at all! For a rank 8 rookie, I mean!"

Even though the girl said such words, the degree of teamwork the two were capable of displaying was quite spectacular. The two continued to take down any Uruks standing in their path. Within moments, they passed through the group of Uruk and Kobolds that were fighting in between the hideout like a sharp blade.

Finally, the group of magus fighting in the center could be seen clearly by the two.

Their attention was immediately focused on the mysterious figure flying in the air, who managed to attract the third Half-Moon elven magus along with a squad of four. Another quick glance revealed the man Silva referred to as her uncle was busy fighting the whole squad of one half-moon magus and four crescent moon magus by himself in the air.

Emery could sense the man emanated a distinct heavy pressure associated with a grand magus. However, without a chance to launch another surprise attack, it was apparent that fighting 6 magus level elves at the same time was not an easy feat.

All six of them fought with everything they had, creating striking flickers and blinding flashes in the night sky. Emery barely able to see their faces, but the sparks flying from their violent clashes was just enough for him to get an idea of what was going on.

Multiple magic spells were thrown around towards Silva's uncle. However, the man was still able to handle the surrounding magus with his two short blades.

Hell, Emery could even see that the other party had a slight upper hand!

Magus Leon, Chief Beowulf and the others, who were left, also didn't remain still. They quickly confronted the remaining 11 elves on the ground. The other party was also unwilling to lose, as they quickly dispatched two of them to chase after Beowulf, the injured chief.

By this time, Chief Beowulf had used his final stage transformation and transformed into a white fur wolf. On one hand, the wounds on his body had quickly begun to close up, but of course it still affected his overall strength, preventing him from overcoming the two elves' assault easily.

Close to him, two female wolf magus were backed by 15 saint level wolves. The saint level wolves and the two fought in a pack together, locking the three elven magus into a fragile stalemate.

Unfortunately, with Heorgar all preoccupied by one of the half-moon elves, the White Fangs were all in trouble. In the end, their fate comes down to a three against two magus battle.

On the other side, the enforcer team was also stuck on a deadlock.

Jasper and Laban were both full-fledged weapon experts, just like their team leader, Leon.

Using a fiery spear that scattered embers whenever it was swung, Jasper was evenly matched against the elf magus wielding the unique-looking curved saber.

Each of them was able to hurt each other with numerous wounds appearing on their bodies, while their blood stained the ground, but amazingly, they kept on going by relying on their amazing regeneration ability.

Laban employed his massive one hand ax and an engraved shield made of a bluish gleaming metal to stop another elven magus' attack from another side. His hands moved rapidly and harmoniously; the ax and shield worked in tandem to ward off attacks thrown in his direction. The man specialized in a defensive style, allowing him to hold his ground even against stronger opponents.

All three of them fought the last 5 crescent moon elven magus valiantly, in a circular formation with their backs against each other. Not only that, they had to keep up the offensive, while they were constantly being attacked by the Uruks.

Magus Michela stood at the center between the three of them. Every so often, she would conjure blue arrows fused with thunder. Her attacks would leave any enemies that stood in her way as craters.

Each arrow was able to kill half a dozen Uruks, hence her assistance was extremely valuable for the other three enforcers who began to struggle against the seemingly endless wave of enemies. From that dynamic, Emery concluded Magus Michela was the powerhouse of the team.

All of those were Magus level battles, and that made Emery curious. Which side would Silva choose to help?

To his surprise, the girl chooses her attention toward the wolves' group. Her plan was simple.

There were actually two other reasons why Silva chose to help that group. First, she trusted the bloodline clan more than the Enforcers. Second, the presence of 15 saint level wolf warriors as potential targets for the enemy magus makes fighting for the side of the wolves a much safer bet.

"If you care about your life, don't even mess with the Magus fight. Just help me and clear away the orcs, they are nothing but distractions, Remember, stay behind me!" The girl shouted, before she started to help the closest White Fang warriors.

Just like that, Emery pulled his weapon and started to fight the orcs. With his [Blink] skill, he was like a mirage, each strike killing every orc he landed behind, before he disappeared again to do the same to the other orcs.

Swiisshhh!

Clank!

Right at this moment, Emery knew the hard way those Uruks in the Magus Game simulation were mere toddlers compared to the real ones. Other than their more realistic expressions, their smell and aura were also stronger. If Emery had to estimate, it was about 20 to 30 percent stronger.

Swisshhh! Splaattt!

Still, Emery did not stay idle during his time here. These Uruks were no match to his current 200 points of battle power. Even without casting any spells, Emery could easily win against them one-on-one.

Without his knowledge, Silva glanced at him every so often while they fought.. She was surprised by how much Emery had improved, but was certainly never going to admit it.