A scream escaped Tessa's lips after Corey cut off her right arm, but Corey did not care.
He stretched out his left hand, and a sword made out of flames was formed in his hand in a fraction of a second.
With a calm and indifferent expression, he pushed the sword towards Tessa's head, fully intending on piercing her head.
He could have gone for the head the first time he stepped on her chest, but he knew that she was expecting him to make such a move and would have countered it immediately.
However, going for her right arm which was the arm holding the sword with a tattoo of chains was something she never expected.
Tessa's pupils shook as she felt the intense sensation of death bombarding her mind, soul, and spirit.
"AH!"
A scream tore through her throat, and her eyes unleashed a golden beam that made Corey's eyes widen past its limits.
He never expected such an attack from Tessa.
'Too fast!'
