Crash!

A pale hand struck down, and dark blood dripped down from it.

The force of the blow was so strong that it cracked the stone floor, and the backlash injured the hand that delivered it. Yet, only moments later, the bleeding stopped, and the wound began to heal as if nothing had happened.

“Why won’t this damn wound heal!!!”

Bang!

This time, Sataniel struck down on the head of the female dark elf who had been standing by his side. Her head burst like a balloon, and she collapsed to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut, …