Blood Splatter

Sector-F, Slums.

Night time.

Silas looked at the purple wing type of thing and smirked: " Until when can this wing can save you?"

And after that, all that was heard were the sound of boom, kachak, splatter.

If anyone was there, they would've been shocked to see what was happening.

Purple and red flashes were passing everywhere as the surrounding was being destroyed.

Sometimes trees fell, sometimes land burst open.

The fight was so intense that they would feel a chill crawling down their spine just by looking at it.

Adrian's sight never left Silas. One wrong move and he would fall.

With the help of his wings, he was holding on continuously.

But he knew, the longer the fight goes on, the more chances of his winning will decrease.

But he could do nothing and keep a hold on.

Silas slashed his claws continuously, even waved his tail whenever he got the chance and used his fangs to rip the kid apart.