To Win
While Davis was in his own thoughts, only a few minutes passed as Myria's battle reached a closing.
*Boom!~*
Copious amounts of blood spilled from Myria as she seemed to have lost her left hand from her wrist while the imitation didn't fare any better, losing a leg from the knee. Their overflowing reincarnation energy was used to the fullest extent as they cast terrifying techniques, expending enormous amounts of soul force in a single move that their rate of soul force recovery couldn't keep up.
One had their casting compromised and the other their speed, and a few other techniques that could be unleashed with the leg.
The two of them were at a close distance, exchanging numerous attacks that kept repeatedly scraping off each other's flesh as blood splashed. Their jade white skin possessed a hint of bloody rosiness that kept quickly shattering and healed by life energy, repeating a cycle of life and death at least a hundred times.