"Honestly, that wasn't the first time lady Victoria had lost a fight. Her neck has been split open, her heart pierced, and so many other things. But killing her has always been hard. Unless every part of her is destroyed, including her blood, she won't die."
A beat passed.
"And even then, it won't be true death."
Nibbleskin sat on Enzo's shoulder as he said it, a look of quiet pride settled in his eyes like he was recounting something he'd personally witnessed and found impressive.
Enzo didn't say anything. He just listened.
When Enzo had left the battlefield, Victoria faced the host of demons rushing at her and killed them one after the other. Most were ranked in the 800s among demons, lower tier by any serious measure, but she dispatched them regardless. Efficiently. Without wasting much.
However, it soon became painfully obvious that corruption wanted that planet at any cost.
