"TIME STOP!" she shouted, hoping it wasn't already too late. That's how fast an attack at the speed of light could be.
The world lost its color once again. Black and white dominated everything.
As her powers took hold, she quickly jumped back, her movements frantic as she felt the warmth of blood spilling from her neck.
The pain was excruciating, but she didn't have the luxury to fully comprehend it because of the death energy still sipping through her wound.
"BUAAHH" She vomited a large amount of blood—her head barely holding itself together.
She checked her condition and discovered the blade had cut through eighty percent of her neck, narrowly missing her jugular.
'I need to heal myself first,'
Slowly, her neck began to regenerate. Normally, it would've been faster, but the death energy was now far more powerful.
'I can finally breathe,' she exhaled, her gaze drifting to Reign's frozen body, his twenty wings unfurled behind him.
