'An immune one!' Jessie uttered.'Then why are you helping them? You know what they do with immune ones, don't you?'
'Yes, I know. But just for your information—I'm not an immune one. My case is a little different. I'm a high priest.'
'Then we can kill you!' Larah concluded—and attacked.
The priest jumped to the side, dodging the slash that split the earth.
'That weapon is dangerous,' the woman muttered.
Jessie appeared on her left and swung her axe.The priest caught it with one arm.
'I was blessed with immense strength! Hahaha!'
She hurled Jessie into a building and turned back to Larah, who came at her swinging.The priest managed to avoid every strike, yet Larah didn't seem bothered.
Suddenly, Larah rammed her sword into the ground—smoke rose.Within it, a body flew toward the priest. She pounced on it—and it exploded.
Just then, a sword pierced her chest.
Larah had circled around.
'Pretty smart woman… or was I just dumb?'
'I'd say both,' Larah replied, yanking the katana free.
But the priest simply turned to her, smiling—and kicked her away.Larah flew into a building that collapsed from the impact.
The priest noticed movement to her right: Jessie was approaching, holding a black ghoul and mumbling:
'I can't die here.'
Sark, realizing what she was about to do, shouted:'Jessie, stop that nonsense!'
But Jessie didn't care. She let the ghoul bite her.
The priest had no time to see what would happen next—Larah was already charging again. Her head was bleeding, but that wouldn't stop her.On her way, she slashed through several ghouls—and with each kill, the wicked energy in her sword intensified.
She swung her blade—an energy wave shot at the priest.The priest dove to the ground, just as the building behind her was sliced in two.
A faint grin crept onto Larah's face.The priest began smiling too. She cracked her fingers and marched forward—
—but then stopped.
Her eyes caught a sea of flames forming to her side.
From it, Jessie emerged.
Her eyes weren't violet anymore—they had turned crimson, burning like fire.The demon energy from her axe had turned red.
'A true immune one…' the priest whispered.
True immune ones were rare—beings from the past who, when possessed by a demon, absorbed its power without losing themselves.They sealed away the wicked energy completely—keeping their souls untarnished.
'I'm back!' Jessie declared, her voice strong and commanding.
The priest laughed, delighted.
'It's getting interesting. Then let me respond in kind!'
Some ghouls ran toward her—not to attack, but seemingly drawn to her.The priest struck them down—and devoured them.
'Hahahah, yes! Let me introduce myself. I am the High Priest of the Light Sect—Suriel!'
'I'm Jessie. And I'm here to kill Niyghel!'
'I'm Larah. I'll kill everyone… and save my child!'
'Hey… and I'm Sark!'The women glanced at Sark—briefly—then turned their focus back.
Larah and Jessie launched forward.Larah was faster and reached Suriel first.
She tossed her katana into the air—Suriel's eyes instinctively followed it.
A mistake.
Larah grabbed her by the shoulders—and headbutted her. Baaam!
But Larah was the one who stumbled back.
Suriel grabbed her head and slammed her into the ground.Then she spun around toward Jessie, who had launched a sea of flames at her.
Suriel clapped her hands so forcefully that the wind extinguished the flames—and shoved Jessie backward.
Behind Suriel, Larah was already back on her feet.Her katana within reach—she grabbed it, spun once, and swung at Suriel's neck.
Suriel simply tilted her head—and caught the blade with her teeth.She bit down, released, spun—and punched Larah into the air.
Next, she smashed her fist into the ground—cracking it wide.
The earth buckled.Some sections rose, others dropped, warping the battlefield.
Jessie lost sight of Suriel.
Suddenly, a boulder beside her exploded—Suriel's fist struck her face.
This time, Jessie stood her ground.
Suriel was too close for her to swing her axe—so Jessie dropped it.And the two began trading punches.Neither relented.
Even the soldiers—and the ghouls—were stunned by what they saw.
Shaking his head, Sark continued shooting down ghouls.'They're not right in the head…'
Suriel eventually overpowered Jessie and brought her down with a punch.But Jessie fell with a smile.
As soon as she hit the ground, flames exploded beneath them—blasting Suriel into the air.
Waiting above was Larah.
She gifted Suriel two clean slashes—forming an X on her chest.
But Suriel gave a gift in return—she grabbed Larah and hugged her midair.As they dropped, Suriel spun—a twister formed—and they crashed into the ground.
Suriel was the first to rise, laughing madly:
'This is so much fun—hahahaha!'
Larah stood, heavily wounded—but still ready.Jessie, too, was in rough shape.Suriel's chest wouldn't stop bleeding.
The fight was reaching its limit.
Then—men in suits appeared.
They shot down the ghouls with precision.The soldiers looked stunned.
But Sark recognized them.
The suited men made way—for her.
A woman walked calmly through them.She had dark skin and long, curly hair.Her presence alone commanded respect.Her eyes glowed with a deep night blue.
A ghoul lunged at her.
She grabbed it by the neck—and slammed it into the ground.
Baaaaaam.The ghoul was dead.
The woman stopped in front of Sark.
'Won't you greet your mother?'