Seeking Opportunities Through Disaster

Shaking his hand from the punch, Egil walked over to the slumped remains of the metallic dragon. He could see it slowly falling apart, revealing the bloodied and wounded woman who tried to kill Selen earlier.

That hateful glare felt like a tiny pinpricks against his skin, nothing serious.

"You want me to kill her or leave her be?" Egil glanced back.

Making a gesture of running her finger across her neck, Selen turned away to look at the fissure above them.

Behind her, the sound of bones cracking before popping could be heard.

"Did you have to crush her head like a grape???" Selen was speechless.

"What? It was painless." Egil tilted his head while shaking off the blood from his hand.

Letting out a fatigued sigh, Selen scratched her hair.

With the woman breaking apart her seal around the fissure, reapplying it wouldn't have the same effectiveness since she needed to activate her personal realm.