"Gaffield, run!"
In the sky, the once alluring and graceful woman was now beaten beyond recognition, her face covered in bruises and swelling, her body bearing no inch of unmarred flesh, as if subjected to a brutal torture, filled with gaping wounds like the open mouths of infants.
She let out a mournful warning cry towards her {Master}, struggling to turn her body midair, attempting to flee in the opposite direction.
However, before she could act, a ghostly shadow appeared in the air without warning, seizing her ankle.
"Offend me and think you can escape?!"
Like wielding a mighty axe, Zhu Haomiao grinned menacingly, gathering his {Strength}, stretching his body, akin to a longbow drawn to its fullest, dragging the enemy with a momentum to shatter the earth as they tore through the sky.
Woo~
