This necklace was a birthday gift from Ethan Quinn. It was simple and light, and she had gotten so used to wearing it that she had almost forgotten it was there.
The necklace blocked an attack for her, instantly losing its luster and shattering into two pieces.
One half still hung from the chain, while the other fell to the ground.
"Oh? You even have an Amulet? This pure aura of Mana… it's Ethan Quinn's. As I thought, I haven't wasted my time. Ethan Quinn truly values you," the Demon King said with a curious smile, immediately launching another attack at her.
Each blow was vicious.
Amelia Finch dared not hold back, fighting with all her might. But after a dozen or so exchanges, he found an opening and slammed her to the ground with a wave of his demonic power.
Amelia Finch lay prone on the ground. A coppery-sweet taste filled her throat as blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
