Their battle was far from over. While the Shadowfang was significantly weakened, it was beginning to recover to gather its strength once more. Its shadowy mouth was once again filling with the dark energy that had nearly killed them. At the same time, it began coalescing around its claws and tail, looking like it was about to go all out.
However, Mira and her comrades were not deterred.
"Again!" Mira commanded, the determination evident in her voice. Her body was weary, and her Qi was over half depleted, but she was far from surrendering. She channeled her remaining strength into her Scythe, the spectrum of colors radiating once again.
Simultaneously, her companions prepared for another round. Despite their fatigue, their eyes glinted with steely resolve, ready to face the beast once again. Their bodies screamed in protest, yet their spirits remained unbroken.
