(Xiang Peng's Perspective)
As smoke appeared from the arena's platform, preventing anyone from seeing what was going on, I remained in the air and narrowed my eyes, waiting to see the results of my attack.
"That should've gotten her… right?" I muttered quietly.
Normally, my Prison of Lightning would be able to vaporize anyone below the Golden Monarch stage - and even if they were above that stage, they would end up being severely injured if they were truly struck by the final lightning strike of the spell. Needless to say, Two-Face was dead… or was she? For a reason I couldn't quite place my finger on, I felt like something was wrong - something was off. No matter how hard I tried, I could not suppress this feeling of uncertainty and nervousness in my heart.
Was I… worried?
Worried that if Two-Face was still alive, I wouldn't be able to defeat her?
