"As I said, I'll return before dinner. Destroy the Jianshi!"
At his arrogant command, the haunted soul's steps melted the plain as her radiance engulfed the field.
She gripped the Jianshi by the throat, her burning eyes conveying her rage for the dark mages who turned her like this. The inherent curses acting as her core, flooded the undead like an unstoppable torrent.
The crowd gasped and gulped at the ghastly spectacle, yelling in terror that they never wanted to meet this evil ghost.
Yet, amidst the chaos, Arian's trembling eyes firmed, and her terrorised expression reverted to normal.
Her lips curled into a cruel smile the next second as she gazed at her withering creature.
"You see, I trusted you with all my heart. I knew if someone among the duelists could beat her, it would be you."
She raised her hand high, her last card glowing like a dark beacon able to engulf everything in an abyss of death and sorrow.
