"Get off me, you miserable pest!" Lyria roared, her voice losing its composure.
Despite the cat's efforts, Lyria activated [Pain Infliction], sending a shockwave of agony radiating outward.
The clone crumbled to the ground, writhing as it flickered and began to dissolve. Ivaim felt the familiar, excruciating pain tear through his body, his knees buckling as he dropped to the floor.
The cat let out a yowl of pain, tumbling from Lyria's shoulder and landing awkwardly on the stone floor. It tried to stand but faltered, its small body trembling from the effects of her ability.
Ivaim forced himself to his feet, sweat dripping down his face as he glared at Lyria.
"You're... really annoying, you know that?" His voice was strained, but the defiance in his tone remained.
"And you're really fragile," Lyria retorted, her voice dripping with disdain.
"A Reality Master, brought to his knees by a single Ruiner. How pitiful."
