"Thud!"
Ka-cha~
With a resounding thud and a series of ominous cracks, Emrys channeled all his Soul Force into his blade, unleashing the Flying Blade Skill with ferocious intensity. The coffin's defenses shattered under the force of his strike, the lid splitting into two pieces.
The instant the coffin's lid was cut into two parts, it seemed to have lost all its sinister aura. The dark energy that had been swirling around the coffin dissipated into thin air. Inside, Emrys saw a woman lying still. Her long, red hair cascaded over her face, hiding her features from view. Despite this, the demonic aura around her was unmistakable. It radiated from her body like a dark mist, thick and oppressive, making the air around her feel heavy. Her presence exuded a palpable sense of danger and malevolence, the kind that made Emrys instinctively tense up.
And now, she was free.
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