The flames began to dwindle around the limp Fiend, its magic slowly but surely draining away from itself as it's blood seeped out of its neck and into the sands, dying the grains red instead of gold.
Anput twisted her katana one last time before yanking it free, allowing a geyser of blood to squirt into the air as the wound was finally opened fully, before she grasped the hilt of her weapon in both hands and chopped towards the Fiend's neck, attempting to sever its head from its shoulders and end this once and for all.
Ka'Volan gargled on its own vitae and tried to do something, anything at all to dodge or block this attack, the fiery Fiend showing its fear and desperation as that blade inched ever closer to its neck, but there was little it was capable of with a severely damaged spinal cord and a myriad of internal injuries plaguing most of its major organs.
