As Leon's metal sword shot toward the maid, she reacted instantly, using her tentacles to block the attack. The blade cut through them but was heavily slowed, severed tendrils flying through the air as she lunged forward, already regenerating.
But in the next moment, a massive bolt of black lightning slammed straight into her chest. Her body was hurled backward at terrifying speed.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
She crashed across the ground, bouncing like a ball until she finally came to a stop, completely still. Her bones were twisted at unnatural angles.
Everyone watched with expectant eyes, silently praying she was dead.
Their hopes were shattered as she rose again, jerky and mechanical, like a puppet being pulled upright. Bones popped back into place, fractures knitting together, the hole in her chest sealing before their eyes.
That was the final straw for most of the Awakened.
