On the other side of the battlefield, near the main cannon, Veronica struggled to hold Lucy back. Her black wings flapped violently, scattering blood and ash through the air.
Sebas aimed his device at her, trying to stun the creature, but the pulse missed.
Rea darted forward, his movements light and precise. He leapt high, straight toward Lucy, and with his Mirage Skill, he split into multiple afterimages, each slashing from a different angle. One strike landed deep, drawing dark, oozing blood, but Lucy's wounds sealed almost instantly.
"It's useless," Lucy hissed, her voice distorted, half-human, half-mutant.
Veronica scoffed, flipping her hair with a proud smirk. "Please. I'm far from done, and when I win, it won't even be close."
Lucy sneered, eyes glowing crimson. "How foolish."
