The punch, which contained Nox's 600-plus stats, sent Erin crashing several meters to the ground. She staggered to her feet and glanced at her chest area. The armor protecting her there had been crushed and was falling off one by one. She raised her hand and looked at Nox with her emerald eyes as she brought her arm close to her chest and began to tear the rest of her armor off.
This greatly confused Nox, but he was much more alert now. He didn't make any stupid moves. There was just something about Erin's eyes and gestures that made her seem very unsettling and dangerous at this moment.
Nox's danger senses flared. Forget about her gesture—why was she taking off her armor? After all, it was meant to act as protection.
With a seemingly lifeless gaze, Erin tore the pieces of armor off one after another, and they fell to the ground. For a moment, time seemed to slow down. But despite knowing something was wrong, Nox made no effort to stop her.
