Unfortunately, with Rakka now safe, the pteranodons were now quite focused on her. She seemed to be holding her own okay... Kind of... A little bit... While it was clear she was quite skilled with her throwing knives, her flying was a completely different story. The faster she moved, the more unsteady she was leading her to resort to countering the dinosaurs when they dove at her resulting in some less than perfect exchanges. No doubt Emilia could already smell her blood.

Each counter was accompanied by that same harsh energy, her eyes flashing red, reality rippling around her as she flickered here and there. another fell from the sky, its wings torn and its body peppered with more knives than the black haired woman should have been able to carry.

A divine spear or two would be of great help right about now.