Blindly dodging is definitely not advisable. After concentrating on containing the demon for a long time, Maka's shoulder was finally touched by the opponent's fist.
And just that moment made him fall out with a slight grunt. During this period, he only heard a "click" on his shoulder, which was obviously a fracture.
"call-"
The moment she landed, Maka picked up the staff that had slipped from her right hand. As soon as it hit the ground, she dragged the injury with unusual agility and accelerated it. Before she could stand up straight, she instantly moved from where she fell to dozens of feet away.
Since the entire right shoulder bone was in a state of comminuted fracture, the high-speed movement pulled the weak and drooping arm, causing a more serious dislocation. The pain intensified at that moment, causing a layer of cold sweat to break out on Maka's forehead.
Unfortunately, the pursuit that Maka imagined did not come, so abnormally that the pain he had just gritted his teeth to avoid was all in vain.
However…
"Um?"
Maka looked at the "wall of fog" in front of her and then at the clear sky above her head, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Yes, in fact, from the moment he was first knocked out, he was already outside the gray fog that enveloped downtown London. The fact that he was not pursued just now clearly told him an unexpected fact.
"Can't leave the range of the fog?"
Seeing within the wall of fog in front of him, the black demon who had just injured him did not come out of the fog. He just stared at him for a while and then wanted to turn around and leave. Although Maka was confused and the injury on his shoulder was serious, after confirming this fact, he still took a few steps forward and returned to the mist.
There is no doubt that even after discovering that "the devil will not leave the foggy area", Maka still cannot escape through this unexpected choice - he is injured, but the current refuge in London There were still many teams, including Muggles and wizards. He had to at least let all those teams evacuate as much as possible.
In a hurry, Maka took out a bottle of healing potion from her pocket and poured it into her mouth casually.
"boom!"
After the demon noticed that Makafu had returned to the mist, he immediately turned back and stamped on the ground. The latter hurriedly endured the severe pain in his shoulder to avoid it.
As for the small matter of flying stone chips and cutting his cheek, it was simply a trivial matter now.
And at the same time, on the other side...
"...That was that just now?"
"That's right! That black guy can't leave the scope of the gray fog... Although I don't know the specific reason, but now the fog is no longer spreading actively, I think we just need to wait for all the refugees to leave London, then for the time being Even if it’s safe.”
When Maka returned to the fog and started another fierce battle with the devil, Harry and Stuart on the other side happened to discover the brief and surprising scene just now.
"I didn't expect to see what I wanted to see so quickly," Stewart said calmly, "I have seen enough, and now I am ready to help the refugee team speed up the evacuation... Young man, what about you?"
"I?"
Harry rubbed the hilt of the sword in his hand and then shook his head.
"I'll wait here."
"Okay!" Stewart nodded slightly, "Then, I hope we are all still alive and well next time we meet again."
…
In order to buy time for everyone to retreat, even though Maka was injured and even left the battle for a time, she still did not give up.
However, the wizard's evacuation team was not bad, after all, the number of people was not very large overall. But on the Muggle side, it's much more time-consuming.
At this moment, Hermione and others, who had followed the team to a suburban farm, were helping the injured and injured to set up a temporary camp. On the idle pasture grass, tents were erected one after another, and the crowded scene reminded everyone of the grand occasion before the Quidditch World Cup.
"Ginny, I've already done it over there... Do you need my help?"
Hermione's movements were very nimble. After finishing what she was doing, she immediately ran to help other friends. But when Ginny saw that she was about to come over to help, she immediately waved her hand.
"No, Hermione, I can do it on my own - I think it's better for you to go see Luna first than come here!"
Hearing this, Hermione couldn't help but turn around and look in the other direction.
"Oh! Luna... Is she going to put that tent into the sky?"
Ginny couldn't help but smile when she saw her hurriedly running to Luna after complaining. But after that, the smile on her face immediately faded.
Harry... still hasn't come back yet.
Although at that time when Maka was hesitant and worried, she went to persuade the other party, but between right and wrong and the love between children, I am afraid no one can make an easy choice.
"well… "
Sighing secretly, Ginny tried to put aside the worries in her heart, and then concentrated on setting up the tent she was responsible for.
After that, she silently sat down on the soft grass next to the tent and fell into a daze without saying a word.
"Ginny?"
Perhaps seeing that his sister was quite uneasy, Ron simply left his work to Fred and George, and then walked over quietly.
"Well?"
When Ginny heard Ron calling her, she subconsciously turned her head and glanced, but then looked away again.
"What are you doing here? Don't tell me you've already done everything - I don't believe it."
"Hey, Ginny!" Ron said helplessly, "Leaving the work to people who are better at it is also a survival skill!"
"Then what are you good at?"
Being blocked by Ginny's casual words, Ron couldn't help but shut his mouth speechlessly - he knew that Ginny was in a bad mood now, and he had better say less unpleasant words to provoke her, otherwise he would end up It was himself who was "injured".
But after all, she was his most precious sister. Even though Ginny's attitude towards him seemed to have not been very good since she was a child, Ron still approached her with a shy face.
It's okay not to speak - he sat down next to Ginny casually, silently giving him companionship.
Until Ginny seemed a little impatient and turned her head to glare at him again.
"Ron! There are still a lot of things to do in the temporary camp here. If you don't go to help, why are you sitting here with me?"
When Ron heard this, he couldn't help but look at her with a look like "Aren't you just sitting there too?", but in the end he didn't dare to tell the truth and just shrugged lightly.
"Okay, okay, I'll go right away... If you want, it's not too late to come over when you feel better! Take a rest..."