The Heavenly Flaming Bear ensnared within the intricate web of Lilith's Blood Silk, put up a ferocious struggle. Its massive, fiery body thrashed and contorted, flames flickering with wild desperation.
But the crimson threads, as if woven from steel, held fast, leaving the bear in a futile struggle for freedom. Lilith, poised gracefully in the air above, couldn't contain her amusement at the unfolding spectacle.
With a sly grin, Lilith taunted the struggling beast, her voice tinged with playful mockery. "Oh, you've still got some fight left in you, do you?" Her laughter echoed through the forest, blending with the distant rustle of leaves. "Don't worry, this won't be the end of you."
Daimon, who had been an intrigued spectator throughout the battle, couldn't resist joining in the amusement. He brought his hands together in a slow, sarcastic clap, the sound sharp and dry in the forest's hushed ambiance.
