The scythe radiated a suffocating killing intent—so intense, it felt like just brushing against it would tear your soul apart.
But Elira didn't flinch. Not even a flicker of fear crossed her face.
She simply raised her hand.
A surge of raw, violent power exploded from her body, sweeping forward like a tidal wave.
The massive energy scythe, which had looked so unstoppable just a moment ago, shattered the instant it touched Elira's power—like glass against a hammer.
In the blink of an eye, Elira's body shot forward like a bolt of lightning. She appeared right in front of the Bloodborne Dragon Sovereign and clamped her hand around his throat.
Then she twisted—hard.
Crack!
The Dragon Sovereign's eyes went wide with terror. His face twisted with disbelief and fury.
He hadn't expected to be taken out so easily. Not like this.
