Thuck!
The sudden halt sent the roaring cyclone crashing to silence, the air collapsing in a burst of wind, debris falling as the storm was snuffed out.
For the first time, real worry flickered in Camazotz's eyes as he stared at her. She gazed back with emotionless eyes, her voice a low, wicked murmur.
"I can feel it… Your disgusting fear~" She smirked, lips curling, as the blood of Raphael curled in her hand, twisting into a sword of gleaming crimson.
Before he could react, she slashed through his arm as if it were nothing... dark blood sprayed the air and kicked him down to the broken earth.
Before he could even rise, she snatched his other hand, hoisting him into the air like a rag doll.
"Tell me… how does it feel, being treated like shit by my father? Is it good? Huh? Hahaha—" She laughed wickedly, slicing through another limb, sending him crashing to the ground.
