Sky Hunters were nasty for beacuse they don't die when killed. Instead, they crawl back out of their graves and resurrect.
The only way to prevent this nasty cycle was to destroy their soul—which unfortunately for their enemies was quite resilient and couldn't be shattered by ordinary means.
'I have a treasure to destroy her soul but I'll need to concentrate when I use it. If only this bastard didn't fucking freeze in the middle of a fucking damn fight!' Curses were flying through Maria's mind as she took in Varian's calm figure staring blankly into the sky.
Muttering something under her breath, she took out a red jar and pointed it toward the winged woman.
"Haaa!" The winged woman glared at Maria and was about to dive down when a spear severed her head from behind without warning.
Her body turned into blue light particles once again and slowly started gathering together.