The Wraith screeched, then it wrapped itself around Amaru.
"Oh fu—"
The Wraith extended its head like a piston and bit down on Amaru. It started thrashing and swinging her in a frenzy, like a dog playing with its chew toy.
Wabam!
"S… stupid gag ball." Amaru hit the ground, blood and saliva covering her torso. Now pinned to the floor by The Wraith's secondary limbs, it charged up its scythe-like arms behind it.
Screeeeek!
Amaru saw the scythe limbs aimed down at her and immediately tried to transform into her feral form. However, Q.R.W. activated, and a massive surge of faith energy sapped her power.
But The Wraith suddenly stopped and cried out. Burn marks appeared on its secondary limbs.
"Did… mama… t-tell you not to touch the hot stove~?" Amaru stood up, her mouth burned raw from the Q.R.W.
"Nyxa! The hell are you doing?!" Amaru turned toward her, tension and annoyance twisting her expression. Her brows furrowed, and her lips curled into a snarl.
"Just observing," Nyxa said calmly.
"This isn't fucking tea time!" Amaru barked.
The Wraith rose again and went on the offensive once more. It zoomed and blinked through the air, twisting its entire body as its scythes began to glow pink-hot.
"Oh shi—"
A wave of energy sliced toward Amaru, crackling and sparking with uncontrollable electric fury from the dense charge.
Amaru limboed backward, trying not to end up a perfect slice of bread. However, the attack sheared off her ahoge.
She patted her head. The small tuft of blond hair that gave her that childish look was gone. Her gaze dropped to the dirt floor—there it was, a single strand lying lifeless in the dust.
A single eye twitched.
"Tsk." Amaru clicked her tongue.
The Wraith prepared another energy scythe, but in the blink of an eye, she was already at it. Her fists curled tight, knuckles whitening, pupils narrowing into vertical slits.
Bam!
The sound barrier broke as Amaru struck The Wraith square in its bloodworm-like head.
Bam!
An uppercut followed, smashing up beneath its jaw.
Kaboom!
She slammed both arms down like sledgehammers onto The Wraith's head, violet blood splattering from the impact.
It all happened in a zeptosecond.
To a regular person, it looked like a timeskip—or as if Amaru had stopped time itself.
Amaru flipped backward, landing to gain distance.
"Never mess with a girl's hair," Amaru said, her voice laced with venom.
"I've seen enough." Nyxa landed next to Amaru.
"Oh now princess is ready. You finished polishing your nails." Amaru said with frustration.
"Talk and express yourself, all you want. Unlike you, I understand it and I'm going to be controlled." Nyxa aura once fiery orange, now glow cool electric blue. Sparks of electricity came from her. She finally spread her wings. "Come at me Witch Beast Horror, you lost." Nyxa said as she already claim victory.