Chapter 362: More Power

Now that the fight was finally over, Erik approached the defeated Shadowthorn Dahlia with extreme caution. The once-powerful creature now lay withered and defeated, its once-beautiful appearance marred by the signs of its defeat. However, even in that condition, its presence still possessed an allure that could not be denied.

"By the Ancients, that was haaaaaaaaaaaaard," he murmured, his eyes tracing the intricate patterns of the withered plant. "To think that such beauty could house such power."

Even in its dying state, he could not help but be impressed by the remnants of the once majestic plant-like thaid. The twisted tendrils and wilting petals still exuded an eerie allure that enthralled him and held his attention.

When he looked down at the severed tendrils that were scattered across the ground, he couldn't help but think back to how intense the fight had been. The tendrils had struck with lightning speed, putting his reflexes and agility to the test.