Fallen Judgment: Paradox Strike
The blade struck The Reaper's back and actually penetrated his defenses. Blood sprayed—the first blood drawn in this entire battle.
The Reaper's eyes went wide. He reached back, feeling the wound, then looked at his bloodied hand with an expression of pure wonder.
"You actually cut me," he breathed. "You actually, genuinely hurt me. Do you know how long it's been since someone made me bleed?"
His aura exploded.
The casual, relaxed presence became something else—something vast and terrible and wrong. The air pressure increased so dramatically that even Seraphine, with all her power, felt herself being pushed back.
"Let me enjoy this more," The Reaper said, his voice carrying an edge it hadn't had before.
And then he released it.
Limiter Release: First Seal
