Although the Crimson-Eyed Princess was strong—terrifyingly so—under the combined assault of Ricky, Darius, and Felicia, she was clearly struggling to hold her ground.
Blades clashed in rapid succession.
Felicia's burning hands tore through the air, Darius's spiritual field hammered down like a celestial storm, and Ricky's silver sword shimmered like a divine executioner—each strike laced with lethal intent.
Multicolored light exploded in all directions as the undead princess activated her Domain, a warped, crimson space that distorted the laws of physics. Ripples of blood-red energy pulsated outward, trying to repel the crushing trio that surrounded her.
The very air trembled, whining under the unnatural pressure. It sounded like glass grinding against broken bone, a grating, piercing tone that made even trees shiver.
Despite having the advantage in numbers, Ricky wasn't pleased.
His mandibles twitched slightly. His expression was grim.
This is not right.
