She stared back at the figure of forger Gareth in pure disbelief, the one who fought alongside her, witnessing the calamitous attack that Gareth produced firsthand by sacrificing his very life. In fact, if it wasn't for that attack breaking Eryndor's armor, it was doubtful if she could ever manage to win against the death knight.
She had personally inquired that Gareth was almost dead, with no chance of saving him.
Scruckkkk!!!!!
With a mighty pull, the forger pulled back the pierced sword, and blood gushed out like a fountain. Without wasting a single second, she dissolved herself in the dark element, disappearing and reappearing on the ground, putting a good amount of distance between herself and her opponents.
She hurriedly used her all-encompassing darkness like a needle, stitching the wound together, stopping the bleeding. The process cost a significant amount of her Saint Force reserves, which were already at an all-time low.
