"It's not over yet, don't get distracted!"
The slender, pale fingers reached forward, grabbing the magic spear that flew back as a stream of light. The Queen of the Shadow Country stood proudly amidst the dust.
After several rounds of exchanges, Skar's purple tight-fitting clothes were already torn in many places, with wounds and bruises covering her body. Golden-red blood gurgled from her forehead, chest, arms, and thighs, almost pooling into visible puddles on the ground.
Some of the more severely injured areas even revealed broken bones and damaged internal organs through the torn flesh.
Yet, even so, she showed a more satisfied and intoxicated smile.
Hmm…
The long-lost pain brought back memories and also excited her.
This is killing! This is battle!
Seeing the fervent look on his opponent's face, Luo En felt a bit of a headache:
"Are you sure you want to keep fighting?"
"These little wounds can't kill me!"
