Erii's expression was as cold as the Grim Reaper.
Those dark red pupils had entirely transformed into molten, glowing gold, swirling beneath her beautifully shaped brows. This was Erii on her guard, the domain of Judgment fully deployed. Her cherry-red blade pointed straight at the center of the deep-sea monster's brow, ruthless and sharp.
If she wished, she could effortlessly strip away her opponent's life with a single, fleeting thought, followed by a casual flick of her blade. No matter how hard the black bone mask covering that face might be, to her, it was merely a merciless slash. All boundaries between hardness and vulnerability would blur, and the killing stroke would take place in an instant.
Chapter 235