Sephira let out a piercing scream as her right arm was ripped clean from her shoulder, blood spraying like a crimson mist. She stumbled back, disbelief etched deep into her face.
"MY ARM! MY—"
The pain she was going through was unimaginable.
'Impossible…' she thought, eyes trembling. 'I'm a Master (Peak)-rank powerhouse… and he… he's just an Expert (Low)-rank! How?!'
But her shock didn't stop the pain.
With a furious snarl, she clenched her teeth, fire gathering around her left fist.
"You little freak!" she roared.
Sephira lunged and slammed her flaming punch into Ethan's chest.
BOOOOM!
The explosion sent Ethan skidding backward across the forest floor, tearing through dirt and roots before he ground to a halt.
He coughed once, a puff of smoke escaping his lips.
Sephira didn't wait.
She dashed toward the location where her arm had fallen. Time was running out.
'If I don't reattach it within seconds… it'll be gone forever!'
