A tremendous force of power sent the corpse general spinning through the air, all of its limbs shredded to pieces like paper. A pained shriek escaped from somewhere beneath its hideous form, causing the walls to shatter and the floor to tremble.
As the dust slowly settled, Roxy was left standing before a weakened Guetta. "Are you fine?" she asked without taking her eyes off the monstrosity and the tall man who still chose to remain from the combat.
Guetta was left dumbfounded by the fear the young woman before him had displayed. He could not tell how, but she had just displayed strength that far surpassed his own. With her transcendent artifacts by her side, she had more than sufficient power; it was all down to her personal skill.
"Whatever she used on me, I'll be able to move in a few minutes," he said gruffly. "If you can hold out till then, I'll lend you a hand."
