Villain Ch 1897. Break The Seal
The aura around her pulsed, flickering. The glow dimmed for a second.
Then she screeched—feral this time, raw frustration.
She backhanded the wall where he'd been. It shattered. Debris exploded. Allen used the momentum to hop onto a broken bed frame, then launched himself back at her—another flicker of Shadow Step—and stabbed downward.
The blade pierced the fabric of her shoulder. She tried to claw back, but he pivoted off her back and rolled out of range.
She spun, swinging wildly now. Sloppy. Unguided. Too angry.
Perfect.
Allen ducked one swipe, parried the next with the flat of his blade, then rammed his elbow into her throat. Her head snapped back unnaturally, but she didn't fall.
She never fell.
So Allen kicked her chest with both feet and launched himself backward, sliding across the broken tiles.
He inhaled once.
Then whispered, "Demonic Lance."
