The made to Anthos back had made a long cut that bled like a waterfall, but that didn't slow her down.
The blade to her side didn't matter at all either.
The blade to her neck however hit a nerve. She went limp and was kicked over.
Her cold body was being tied up with chains as Algon regained control. The superficial damage didn't affect him, but with every nerve destroyed he had to rework his way in.
With a jerking motion she stood back up on her feet, pulling the chains from Sammy's hands.
She spread her arms, unraveling the chains, hanging around her loosely like lazy snakes.
"The human body has a limit that it will push itself to, preventing you from hurting yourself. In the most dire circumstances this limiter can be removed as all caution is thrown into the wind. Someone in a burning building can bend iron bars, a woman could lift a car to save her child from being crushed.
This version of Anthos no longer has that limiter. She will fight until she was destroyed." Algon explained. He had stepped trough the gate and pointed at the image of the shadow that was left of Anthos.
Swinging the chains around wildly Anthos lashed out at Cilia and Sammy. Pushing them back while she walked over to Drake. She placed her foot on his chest.
Algon knew that Drake wouldn't be able to tap any energy from an empty shell.
Ciskel woke up. He was still drifting on roughly the same place he checked out.
He looked down at the group and descended.
"Sorry about that, lost it there for a moment. I still feel lightheaded, what's going on again?"
