Mutual Slaughter

Rhea beat her wings and swiftly dodged aside. The palm gripping the Silver Sword was soaked with sweat, yet she made no move to strike back.

"Catherine Moonchaser, wake up!"

In her desperation, the Half-elf even called the queen by name several times, her voice filled with urgency.

Yet it was still useless. Seeing her first strike miss, Catherine lunged forward again, driving her dagger straight toward Rhea's chest with swift, ruthless precision.

Rhea raised the Silver Sword horizontally to block, but the blow sent her flying. The dagger came again, grazing past her throat.

Empowered by divine power, Catherine had lost her mind and descended into madness, yet she possessed strength comparable to that of a demigod. She was terrifying.

Her other claw reached toward Rhea, and blood-red moonlight poured forth, washing over and corroding the Half-elf's body.

Boom!

Under the force of that chaotic divine power, Rhea was blasted away. Her armor was torn and shattered, and wounds covered her body.

Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth as she panted. "Your Majesty Catherine, you are the Queen of Serenia. You said you would bring peace to the Elven Forest and a tranquil life to your people. Have you forgotten all of that?"

But all she received in response was a series of frenzied sneers. Catherine's expression twisted, her eyes glowed crimson, and eight phantom limbs grew from behind her, stabbing toward Rhea like sharp spears.

Whoosh—

Rhea violently flapped her wings and shot more than ten meters into the air, narrowly evading the strike.

But Catherine revealed a vicious smile. Her six long limbs closed together before her, chaotic divine power surging between them before gathering into a purple-black sphere of light.

Boom—

A thick purple-black beam erupted forth, tearing through the air with terrifying energy