VIOLET
“I don't have beef with you, young lady. You can only blame your luck for being so bad.”
Violet tssked and folded her hands, “How is a weakling like you going to defeat me? I'm curious.”
The man showed his right hand that were oozing of energy and flung it towards Violet chest. Without no effort, she held his fist with her left hand and landed an energy kick on his chest.
Immediately, his aura disappeared and he stumbled backwards, blood spilling from his mouth. She had ruptured his heart vessels.
Alaric stood up from the ground, “Ars you okay?”
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