![]() ![]() This time she heard the cracking and saw the small tears forming near its core. One of its blades grazed her but she moved in and delivered yet another punch. Immediately her vision sharpened again, her body moving to dodge the attacks from the damaged Centurion Ripper. Her mind barely understood just how damaged she was but a thousand felt like a good amount. Ilea heard the steel hitting the floor when she sacrificed a thousand points of mana to boost her healing. She stumbled back, using her arms to rip out the blades, blood quickly seeping out as her vision blurred. She only noticed a moment later that a blade was stuck in her skull and a second one had embedded itself into her neck. ![]() Screaming, Ilea focused on the previously dented part and delivered a fully powered punch, her arm clad in fire and ash as the machine was sent skidding back, falling down even. Her mana was slowly dwindling but with it being so defensive, she was still at two thirds. The machine was damaged already, its core not glowing but two of its legs were merely dragged along. When she had again reached the maximum buff from her Form of Ash and Ember, Ilea blinked in, focusing on her target alone while she ignored the blades rushing at her. ![]()
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