Jenna, who had no idea what trouble she'd just gotten herself into, tilted her head, studying the queen like prey already caught in a trap.
"You survived that?" Her smile widened. "Impressive. But stay put, don't move, let me strike you with one blow and you won't feel any pain." She said, unaware that the creature could hear her.
Suddenly, the air seemed to turn to ice. Waves of shivers rushed down her spine consecutively. Alarm bells went off in her mind. Instinct waved danger signs in her face, but Jenna shrugged it off.
What could a badly wounded skinwalker that was barely hanging on, do? This was just a last minute struggle, she thought.
Suddenly, a sharp, high-pitched shriek escaped from the queen, but it was just noise. She was unable to produce the kind of shockwave that almost knocked De Warden off his feet.
After the explosion, her grade had dropped from late stage D to late stage E rank.
