Chapter 229: A shout of motivation.

A man... Wrong, a monster with long black bat wings, a spiked tail, and an all-black body was holding a woman by the neck.

His skin was a dark gray, his eyes were blood red, and claws could be seen on his hands.

Cough.

Natashia coughed up blood on the floor.

"Mother!" Sasha cried out in concern when she saw the man's claw piercing Natashia's heart.

"Piece of shit." She roared, "Get your filthy hands off me!" She raised the golden sword, the sword covered in the signature lightning of her clan, and with a wave of her hands,

She cuts off the man's arm.

She tried to remove the man's arm from her chest, but...

"…Huh…?"

"Tsk." Scathach wore an annoyed face. She didn't like where this was going at all.

The sword simply stopped at the man's skin and didn't cut anything.

"Surprised?"

Natashia looked uncomprehending as suddenly her vision started to blur, and her world started to spin.

"...W-What happened...-"