On the other side of the corridor.
The female Goblin interrogator, previously impaled and suspended in mid-air, suddenly pulled out the whip from her waist, wrapped it around the prison grille, and pulled hard to release herself from the metal spikes.
Though she lost a lot of black blood, her movements remained agile.
With a short leap, she charged at Rein, shaking her long whip to release it from the prison grille, snapping it towards Rein like a striking serpent.
"Seems like I must engage now." Rein, unsure of the properties of the black mist, had always avoided close combat with enemies tainted by it.
But this time, it was nearly unavoidable.
Facing attacks from both sides, Rein's arms suddenly swelled several times larger, with dark silver scales emerging on the surface; the most significant change was at the end of the arms—turning into sharp claws dozens of centimeters long.
Rein chose to partially undergo Dragon Vein Transformation.
