The Moon Shark crashed to the ground, the grass remaining completely undisturbed despite the half-fossilised beast slamming into it.
Belladonna rose it down to the ground like a surfboard and, just for good measure, gave it one last swift punch to finish the job. The flesh turned bone shattered and the headless beast remained still, not a single sign of the little invader that had burrowed into its now calciated flesh.
Clambering off of the Shark with dagger in hand, Belladonna leaned back and let out a heavy sigh mixed with a laughter of disbelief.
Steam still curled off of her muscles as the spell was still running its course, her boost having reached a current total of 176% between the damage she had taken and the time she had kept it running.
But even if her muscles were still twitching and she could imagine the hellish backlash this would cause, she could not help but laugh and revel in the blissful joy of victory.
