Moss's body erupted with dense cracks, like shattered glass.
However, Ainpeist's eyes suddenly narrowed as he lowered his head to look at Moss in his arms.
The shattered Moss raised her head and slowly spoke with an enigmatic smile:
"Too bad..."
As Ainpeist watched the shattered figure in his arms dissolve into nothingness, he suddenly felt a chill at his neck.
Scarlet blood gushed forth, accompanied by Moss's mocking voice.
"Overwhelming power? You've got to be kidding, right? With your body as it is now?"
In the void, Moss leaped out with a triumphant smile.
She raised her foot and brought it down in a furious stomp, instantly smashing it into Ainpeist.
Boom—!
Amid the deafening boom, Ainpeist turned into a black meteor and plummeted toward the ground.
Yet his severed head remained where it was, its silver eyes turning to look at Moss.
"Spatial projection... You've learned that too."
"Judging by what you said just now, you seem to have noticed something."
Moss hovered in midair and caught Ainpeist's head.
Hearing Ainpeist's words, she immediately laughed.
Moss looked at the head in her hand and slowly said:
"Your spatial abilities... They should be incomplete, right?"
"After all, you're a divided soul in a body with impure bloodline."
"Not only is your control over space restricted to the concept of 'shattering,' but your abilities also have a 0.5-second interval between uses."
"Your large-scale spatial manipulation only reaches a few hundred meters..."
Seeing that Moss had exposed his weaknesses, Ainpeist still looked incomparably arrogant. He merely said calmly and haughtily:
"So what? Even so, you still can't defeat me. Why waste your effort?"
"Your body should be reaching its limit..."
Ainpeist's voice fell.
Two bright-red streams of blood had already begun to flow uncontrollably from Moss's nose.
Moss stared blankly for