Damnation flew back using jets of fire burning from her legs. Everything from below her knees had turned into a cone of hellish crimson flames, propelling her like a supersonic rocket.
Arad followed after her, running with his pure physical might. Each step left a gaping hole in the white ground, sending cracking that spread like waves. His sword flew down at her, aiming to slash her legs off in a single move.
Damnation had seen too much in her life to be caught this easily. Vulkan's body wasn't weak. In fact, it was probably one of the strongest bodies in the whole world. The only thing holding her back was the ingrained fear, the deep sense of doom and hopelessness of facing the inevitable.
Damnation twisted her knees and instantly changed the direction of her flight. Unlike Arad, who was running on two legs and confined to two dimensions, she could maneuver upward and fly away.
