Check out my other novel. I Am a Necromancer in A Cultivation World Thrust into a world of cultivation and martial spirits. Dante is reborn as the son of the First Elder of his clan. Born with a weaker physique. Dante didn't plan on fighting against the world, but the sudden awakening of his martial spirit made him realize he could be much more than he ever imagined.....
Demonic energy would be slowly eating away at her and wearing her down.
If she was not careful and allowed this to continue, it wouldn't be an upfront confrontation that caused her to lose but more likely the accumulation of many minor injuries
Rebecca seemed to also recognise this problem and charged towards Curtis in an attempt to end this fight as soon as possible.
Unknown to Rebecca, the blood on either side of her started to stir and as she got closer to Curtis it suddenly exploded rushed into the sky.
"Bloody palm!" Roared Curtis
The blood in the sky merged together forming a gigantic red hand in the sky
"Hahaha! Die Rebecca!"
Curtis's eyes went mad with rage as he sent the gigantic blood palm falling down on Rebecca
"Rumble! Rumble!"
A storm of wind was created as the horrifying hand fell radiating an aura of extreme hate and malice.