"During the earlier fight, I didn't infuse any spirituality into the flesh, so naturally those Genesis School people couldn't have their injuries healed by [Delicacy Holy Communion]."
"But now, I've infused power into the severed hand. Their Paths are close to mine, so they can absorb that power almost directly!"
Seeing the great mass of flesh regain its strength and seemingly try to escape, Maeve hurriedly shouted, "Clara, quick, use [Possession] on me!"
Clara became a phantom and instantly attached herself to Maeve.
Maeve, in turn, became a scarlet shadow and wrapped herself around the great mass of flesh.
"Hmm? This state doesn't seem to have a physical body either? No wonder it can deflect the Formless Art. If I attach myself directly to it, I won't get hit at all."
Bang!
A bullet from a revolving pistol embedded itself in the mass of flesh.
Dorothea held a pistol, smoke slowly rising from it.
"Oww... They can't hit me, but it seems I have to share its damage!" Maeve's voice came from the mass of flesh. "What about you, Clara?"
"I don't get hurt!"
"That's great. After I take damage, I can also draw on its life force to heal myself, and I keep feeling this ability has other uses..."
"Never mind, you two attack me first and test the damage... uh."
Maeve abruptly stopped halfway through her sentence.
Dorothea put away her pistol, pulled a submachine gun from her dress, and laid out several blocks of explosives.
Elsa slowly rose into the air. Though her figure was still small and thin, the shadow she cast was a great mass of twisted, hideous tentacles.
The two exchanged a glance, then slowly looked up at the flesh Maeve was possessing.
Maeve suddenly realized that calling in the sisters, Elsa and Dorothea,