Age of a Dark Huma

This was the reason she felt nothing earlier. What he fought wasn't the real woman. Turns out the system didn't reveal all her skills.

Or maybe it wasn't her innate skill. There was a lot that slowly fixed themselves as he thought about this.

"What are you!" He heard another scream as Cecil, in a much bigger form, crashed from the ceiling.

Her piercing red peepers glared at him while her sharp legs made sounds as she steadied herself.

"I will make your bones my most treasured accessory!" She hissed and scuttled toward him.

She was a lot different from the one he fought. Her abdomen, boobs, and neck had black markings.

"Hehe," Cristian chuckled, twirled Burning Fury, and dashed forward.

Thick black, icy mist coated his blade, which he swung horizontally, accurately slashing off a leg.

Her scream pierced his eardrums as green blood spurted out of her leg whilst her eyes turned black, same with her body, and she vanished.