Exchange of Shadow Blood

In the eerie silence of the Shadow Realm, Veldoria's triumphant smile quickly faded as a voice, dripping with amusement and defiance, suddenly resonated through the dimly lit space.

"To think that you're going to kill me with this level of power, are you kidding me?"

Veldoria's eyes widened in disbelief. The voice was unmistakably Lilith's, but what followed was even more shocking. She tried to move her hand, to will her Shadow Slash to its full potential, but something was wrong.

Her hand was bound, ensnared by a web of crimson threads that pulsed with a sinister energy. It was as if Lilith had anticipated her every move, her actions controlled before she could even act.

The shock on Veldoria's face was palpable as she struggled against the constricting threads. Her voice, now tinged with frustration, cut through the surreal atmosphere. "I can't believe this... I can't believe that you could block my attack!"