"Do you know what I've sacrificed just to be able to kill you myself?" the black-robed, cloaked figure asked as they walked toward Mo Qi.
The wide robe billowed on its own, revealing two slender, pale arms, completely drained of blood.
As the black-robed, cloaked figure drew closer, a frenzied, savage, and evil aura burst forth.
Black tendrils crawled up their arms like living things, their ends wafting and swaying in the air like smoke.
Their dark fingernails lengthened to nearly half a foot, their surfaces glinting with a metallic sheen.
"I gave up my body, I gave up my soul, I gave up the best years of my life! So… go to hell!"
The black-robed, cloaked figure abruptly accelerated, crossing dozens of feet in an instant to appear before Mo Qi, swinging their arms to claw at his head.
The immense force tore through the air with a piercing shriek.
The shockwave from their rapid movement pulverized the reinforced floorboards, creating a vacuum within a hundred-foot radius.
