Death butterfly Vs The Holy Paladin

Eris flew down like a burning butterfly. Two dark bat wings spread from her lower back, and two large purple plasma ones from her upper shoulders.

The ground started melting beneath her feet as she landed, glaring at Lydia with a smile. She swung her spear around, and a large blade extended from the tip, shaping it into a scythe.

Lydia clenched her teeth, pointing her sword forward and taking a deep painful breath of scorching air.

"The unholy child of red and blue dragons, mixed with the vampires' filth," She growled, looking at Eris.

"I'm far beyond what you can win against," Eris smiled, hitting her scythe pommel on the ground, causing an explosion. [Scorching Heat Requiem]

GRWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! All the scorching goblin plasma skeleton rushed at Lydia at once, surrounding her in a deathly trap.