Seraphina expelled a mouthful of blood, as the demonic wolf enveloped in crimson and ebony aura behind her threw its head back in a resounding howl.
Within a thirty-meter radius around her, no living being remained. Shredded dragon heads, forcibly torn flesh wings, bodies pulverized into a gory mess, and massive white bones splintered asunder... The wolf beast, as if dwelling in the infernal realm of carnage, wiped the blood stains from its visage. Her dark crimson eyes brimmed with both the exhilaration of slaughter and an undeniable weariness.
The girl tightened her trembling hands, worn from prolonged, intense combat. She raised her gaze skyward, and in the instant a colossal flying dragon was about to breach the defensive line, she soared heavenward with lightning speed. As the swift dragon still beat its wings, the phantom of the crimson-black demon wolf pierced its thorax, wrenching its sternum asunder, unleashing a torrential downpour of blood mid-air.
