The Wood Dragon rampaged for quite a while before the commotion gradually died down. Yet the Wood Dragon had not died from this. It was even beginning to heal itself slowly.
Its original wounds had already started to close.
Before long, this Wood Dragon would likely make a full recovery. Of course... that was only if no one disturbed it.
But would Akame and Kurome let it go?
Obviously not!
Just as the Wood Dragon slowly healed itself, Kurome swiftly landed on its neck.
Her essence, energy, and spirit gathered into the katana in her hand. At this moment, Kurome seemed to entrust everything she had, even her emotions, to this strike!
"Slash!!"
A strike... carrying all of its wielder's strength, slashed toward the Wood Dragon's neck.
Secret Art: Amaterasu!
Pouring out all her strength, Kurome's sword energy surged like a rainbow as her strike directly severed the Wood Dragon's head.
"Success!"
Seeing that she had severed the Wood Dragon's head with one slash, Kurome could not help but relax. Then, the next moment... she collapsed to the ground.
After that strike, Kurome felt as though every bit of energy had been drained from her body. She did not have a shred of strength left and was incomparably weak. Right now, she was utterly at the mercy of others.
This was one of the consequences of using a secret art.
Even the simplest secret art was not something she could easily master at her current level.
"Kurome!"
Seeing Kurome fall, Akame hurried over and supported her younger sister. Looking at her extremely weak sister in her arms, Akame's eyes were filled with worry.
"Don't worry, Sister. I'm fine. I just don't have any strength left. I'll recover soon."
Looking at her sister holding her, Kurome felt at ease.
The reason