[He mentioned seventy-seven hours here, that means I've been here for more than three days… and that initiated… a… change in me…AaaaaahHH!] she stumbled and fell in the middle of a dark forest.
Qinyang felt stabbing pain in her head, unlike anything she had felt before. From her core, from her heart, an unbearable sense of dread befell her since waking up… but the weirdest part was that… she reveled in such a state.
The dread, the death, it gave her power… she wanted to call it, but fear what would happen once she does, [I might get devoured if I do.] the memory of the blood tsunami remained intact, the screams reverberated all the same.
She grabbed the deep purple earth and waved her hand. The earth turned to a sword, and expanded to be the size of a small hill. Behind her was the soundless assassin being ripped apart by her serrated earth sword.
To anyone in here, remember how a Devil Race who is supposed to not be able to use the elemental aspect of reality appeared as a Fire Devil?