"Samantha unleashed her deadly <Frost Bullet> skill, aiming to take down Anon, but to everyone's shock, her bullets disintegrated into mere dust upon reaching him," Seraphina announced, her voice filled with awe.
"Could this be one of Anon's arts, or is someone orchestrating this from the shadows?" Landon speculated, his tone laced with intrigue.
"The time for games has ended, princess," Anon declared, his eyes ablaze with a menacing purple glow, emanating an aura of insatiable bloodlust.
Cough
Samantha convulsed, blood escaping her lips as she succumbed to the overwhelming bloodlust radiating from Anon. Falling to her knees, she struggled to comprehend the unfolding chaos.
"What... What is happening?" Samantha gasped, wiping the blood from her mouth, her gaze fixated on the formidable Anon.
"What transpires there? Has Anon met his demise?" Seti questioned Frank, seeking answers.