Chapter 12: Demonic aura
The air thickened with tension. Damien tried to stand, but couldn't move his body. All he could do was stare at Ahara and her sudden evolution.
Her tight bodysuit was now but ripped, blood oozing from her body as if coming from a reservoir. Her eyes, her teeth, her posture—everything about her was nothing short of a monster.
The same applied to Kaos. His entire sense of humanity had vanished after he chanted the same line she had, making the two seem like ravaging beasts in the middle of a standoff.
Kaos attacked first.
With the flick of his wand, he shot red flames at Ahara. She ducked, charging at the wizard from the ground in an uncanny resemblance to a venomous spider, both in movement and god-like speed. However, Damien could keep up with her.
Flicking her whip, it curved in towards the wizard's head just when she lunged into the air. Kaos had barely managed to evade the blades before Ahara was animatedly swinging her free hand in the air.
Akin to needles, the blood that had been oozing from her body and flowing on the ground crystallized and floated, the needles aligning themselves horizontally before firing at the wizard.
"Ah!" Kaos cried, thrashing himself around to evade the blades. However, even as he moved with trained precision, a few blood needles managed to cut him.
Taking the open chance, Ahara charged at him, swinging her whip as she danced by its movement like a trained acrobat. The crystallized blood floated along with the whip, and when she released it, they dispersed, charging at the wizard once again.
"You insufferable bitch," Kaos hissed, leaping to create distance between them as the needles threatened to cut him open.
With the flick of his wand, he sent a spell flying at the ground. Ahara lunged at him, but before she could jump, a boulder suddenly hit her knees, and she fell mercilessly to the ground.