She truly deserved to be a disciple of Tian Wuya, having inherited his true teachings.
She was no weaker than the top-tier prodigies of the human race.
The destructive blade energy in his body was growing more and more intense, and both Ubel and Doyle found their strength beginning to wane from their peak.
"Ubel, if this continues, we'll die too." Doyle was starting to doubt their chances.
His hesitation gave Amalia the opportunity to exploit a gap, and she swiftly severed one of his arms.
Although losing an arm wouldn't significantly affect his strength, it shattered his will to continue.
Having struggled so hard to reach this stage, he didn't want to die easily now.
Amalia immediately sensed his thoughts.
At this point, if he wanted to escape, it would depend on whether she allowed it.
Without hesitation, she pressed her advantage, her blades cutting through the air, leaving small but continuous wounds on his body.
