Levreeshka lets go of Chris's hair and drops him, then immediately drives a kick into his stomach.
He's sent flying against the dome's wall, but he doesn't fall — blood appendages instantly wrap around him, pinning him in place and crushing him.
He feels his bones creak and shatter faster than they can regenerate. The pain is so sharp he can't even scream.
Levreeshka lands gracefully on her feet, just a step away from Mia, lying unconscious on the ground.
She lifts her by one of her pigtails and looks at her with a pleased smile.
"Ah, finally. Time to return to Mildelar, Tear of Azkarith. Your new master has been waiting for you far too long," she murmurs, reaching for the divine artifact at her neck.
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Westchester County, 10:00 a.m.
SLASH!
With another devastating slash, Isabelle reduces the last hundred primordial vampires to pulp.
Around her stretches a landscape of absolute destruction — uprooted trees, shattered trunks, and shredded remains of thousands of corpses.
