112. A Demon's core. [1]
Anna focused intently on the monster's movements, but the repulsive stench of the green toxin proved to be a distracting nuisance. Her primary goal was to deliver a devastating blow to the creature, yet it persistently evaded her attacks, moving in unpredictable directions to extinguish the flames engulfing its head.
"I just need one opening," Anna muttered, frustrated by the relentless nature of her opponent. Meanwhile, she couldn't shake off her concern for Logan, who had become lost amidst the swirling dust clouds kicked up by the monster's rampage.
Glancing at her bracelet, Anna noticed a significant decrease in her hit points. "No wonder I feel so fatigued," she remarked, her pink hair with black strands swaying in the air. The anger within her intensified. All she desired was to crush the Arboret beneath her feet and escape the foul odor that surrounded her.
