Her eyes shone with rage as she stared toward Damian and Serala.
She couldn't reach her bow. The weapon lay on the far side of the deck, corroded and damaged, useless to her now. She couldn't move her remaining limbs. The tentacles held her in place with strength that exceeded even her Vessel Completion cultivation. She couldn't speak coherent words. The fury consuming her had reduced her to something more beast than human.
So she roared like a beast!
"GAH..GRAAH!"
The sound was primal and terrifying, filled with a hatred that seemed to transcend anything else! This was a woman who had never been defeated so thoroughly. This was an Imperator who had conquered armies and shattered Tribes and hunted Behemoths across the Lands of Stone!
And she had been brought low in seconds.
By a young man with strange flames.
By a Holy Daughter who should have been prey.
By a Slime who had caught her completely off guard.
The humiliation was worse than the injuries!
