Another snap of a finger told Xavax that he might have concluded too soon as the young woman vanished once more, this time swapping places with Avan Lahor's corpse once more.
Xavax looked over at her barely managing to catch her breath, her face was still covered in blood that had almost dried from the mind attack from earlier. Her eyes which should have lost their spark somehow seemed even more energetic. This unexpected change somehow made Xavax a bit less uninterested. "Where many would have accepted failure, you strive still."
Roxy coughed blood. "What can I say Tinkerbell, I don't go down easy." As much as she tried to hide the fact that her body had experienced something unprecedented with her surpassing her initial limit. She could feel every part of her body burning by nearly one hundred degrees, her eyesight grew hazier by the second and her heart barely managed to pump blood anymore.
