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Lumina and Orion trembled with fear, their bodies feeling as though they had been stripped out of their control and placed into the hands of another.
This wasn't a woman, this was a human-shaped monster.
Every time they thought that she was on her last legs, she would pull out something more, some deeper.
Her breaths were already heavy enough to disperse the clouds, the amount of blood she had lost was enough to fill an ocean, her wounds were ghastly, each one more severe than the last.
And yet, somehow, she was still standing.
The tenacity was an indelible mark on their hearts. The rest of Existence couldn't watch what was happening in the city, and for some reason, these two felt that it was almost a shame to miss the rise of such a legend.
And yet, the moment they had this thought, their hearts were stricken with fear.
They had made an enemy of this woman.