C453. Hell's Prisoner
●Void Collapsing Sun.
Boom!
The white void was momentarily destroyed as everything turned black before instantly restarting itself as a plane of non existence that was a constant. It was the absence of existence itself yet it had been destroyed momentarily a single attack.
—Still, it was not enough.
With a single, fluid motion, Tyler deflected her attack to the void around him and countered with a strike that sliced through the very void, disregarding distance or time as he slashed through Citrus' flaming defenses like they were made of paper.
His blade cut through her body, the black flames consuming her limited world of inferno as she let out a high pitched, anguished scream as she felt his blade pierced through her very soul.