As Wang Xiao's colossal bone skeleton avatar clashed with the King of Rakshas below, his true self dealt with the fiery woman before him.
She was tough—surprisingly resilient—and he liked that.
She wasn't breaking easily, and it only fueled his hunger to crush her.
Tremble... Tremble...
But then, something stirred in the air.
A sharp chill ran down his spine.
His instincts flared, and his gaze shot skyward. Hovering far above, obscured by distance and swirling clouds, was a figure, small and humanlike, but exuding an aura of immense power.
"Huh?" Wang Xiao narrowed his eyes. "What now...?"
The sky above them darkened as the figure's presence grew.
Yuriko's eyes gleamed with a pale, ethereal glow as her lips moved in a silent command, the clouds above roiling in response.
Ka—Boom!
