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Greerwu's pupils mirrored the scene.
Aoluxiya's torso was dislocated, blood splattered, and she split in two from mid-air, crashing heavily to the ground.
Dust settled.
Facing her own creator, or rather, just an insignificant avatar of the creator, Aoluxiya was still defeated, and miserably so.
"Lord Aoluxiya..." Greerwu suddenly collapsed to the ground, his face a picture of dismay and helplessness.
The Lord of the Flameless, high above in the sky, looked down at Aoluxiya, severed into two.
Aoluxiya hadn't died, she was even desperately trying to sprout flesh from the severed surface, trying to rejoin the two halves.
The Lord of the Flameless said calmly, "Don't waste your energy; with the little power you have left, recovery is almost impossible."
Aoluxiya lifted her bloodstained face, glaring at the Lord of the Flameless with venomous eyes.