Dangerous to Go Alone

⟬ Elsewhere... not in the Plane of Fire, nor in the Plane of Dirt... ⟭ 

The doors to the Core Room burst open. 

It was an Elven door, so it didn't have hinges... but if it did, those would have been busted, too! 

The Elf-Captain bounced off the uneven floor, tumbling and rolling and getting all sorts of f*cked up. He left behind a sick trail of blood, as well as bits of his green skin. 

He was still alive. 

His mutant physique and the triple-thick wood mana in the air made him hard to kill. 

But if Kimura Taree knew exactly how to fix that.

--she just had to kill harder. 

The tough sonuvab*tch struggled to the kneeling. He lifted up his broken sword as if it could save him. 

Ree crossed the distance in a mana-empowered leap. 

Her kick struck the side of his neck. 

His sword didn't do shite. A shattered blackstone edge wasn't enough to pierce Ree's skin.