Liang had tricked Nitra, so now she was serious about forcing him to use her Form. She had managed to suppress Liang considerably, but when he received the first wound the fight immediately changed.
However, it didn't mean that Nitra was close to victory, on the contrary, she forced Liang to become more serious.
Crackle.
Scarlet drops rushed outwards when the dark spear pierced Liang's palm. Every drop of his blood was a treasure to the creatures in the lower Chronicle, but to him, it was only a consumable item that he could spend at any time.
'Shit! If it hits me, even with all the enhancements, I could take critical damage!" Nitra internally exclaimed as the dragon on her left arm shuddered. Ancient runes shone brightly on the dragon, then she threw her arm forward.
Liang's pupils narrowed as powerful currents of wind swept in front of him, trying to protect him from the impending threat.
