Lilith's tears fell like rain as she smashed every Undead in her path.
She was doing her best to get near to the Black Tower, in order to save Raizel, but Morax was preventing her from doing so with a devilish smile on his face.
Clearly, the Dread Lord was enjoying the Amazon Princess' anguish, and using it to entertain himself, while the nine mirrors were absorbing the power of the Deadlands.
"Get out of my way!" Lilith roared as the Golden Dragon charged towards the Dread Lord. she had done this many times, and everytime she did, the Dread Lord would simply repel it as if he was merely dealing with an insect.
This was Lilith's strongest attack. However, she was not fighting against a Demigod, but a Pseudo-God.
With a flick of his finger, the Golden Dragon shattered, sending a backlash into the Amazon Princess' body.
Blood streamed down the side off Lilith's lips as she bit her lips in frustration.
