The final strike was delivered with a bone-crushing force, causing a violent eruption of blood reminding a raging volcano. The spectators, consumed by a primal frenzy, erupted into a deafening roar of approval.
Lilith, her face decored with a macabre splattering of red, maintained a wide grin of ecstasy, her breaths growing heavier and laden with anticipation.
Below her, the defeated adversary's life essence seeped into the earth, saturating the ground, encircling her feet, and transforming the red sand into a serene expanse of black and scarlet, resembling a tranquil sea of death.
Iris and Morgiana stood in shock, paralyzed by the young girl's chilling action.
As the grip loosened, the girl began to regain her composure, but the voices in her head fell silent, leaving behind a haunting silence.
The thrill of the moment quickly faded, replaced by the harsh reality of the assassination she had carried out.