Beast Evolution Forge

He barely had time to react. She moved like a blur, her red dress billowing around her as she closed the distance. One of her fans slammed towards his head, and he narrowly dodged it, the wind from the swing ruffling his hair and damaging the wall behind him.

"..."

He jumped back, creating some distance between them. The speed was crazy, faster than anything he fought so far, "Damn, your speed is no joke."

"I am many times stronger than that puppet you fought. My strength is beyond comprehension, yet, i feel so drawn to your power, it's confusing." She floated in the air, her movements like a dancer. She looked at him with a curious expression, her red eyes shining with intensity.

"Oh, so you like me? Sorry, I am taken." He said with a smirk, getting ready for the fight, 'wait, the system popped up.'

She smiled, "Taken? How cute, a man who can not be tamed, now that's something I can work with." She then spun around, throwing both of her fans at him like boomerangs.

He dodged the attacks with barely any effort, using shadow flicker, reappearing behind her. He was about to strike, but she turned around with a speed that surprised him, her eyes glowed brighter. She kicked him in the face sending him flying into the wall, forming a small crater.

"Not bad," he said, standing up, wiping blood from his mouth. "But you need to do better than that." His body was hurting, he could feel the bones in his face protesting. He focused his mana, healing himself. He activated his skill, reappearing in front of her, his sword drawn.

Their weapons clashed, the sounds echoing through the throne room. He was fast, his movements precise, but she was faster, stronger. Her attacks were relentless, her fan slicing through the air with deadly precision.

He parried her attacks, the impact sending vibrations up his arms. He tried to find an opening, but she was too good. She moved in and out, her attacks coming from all angles. The fans spun around her, acting like shields, blocking any attempt he made to get close. Enjoy exclusive content from My Virtual Library Empire

"You are strong, very strong, but you are slow." She said, her voice calm but there was an underlying tone of mockery. She flew high, her dress fluttering, looking down at him like he was a bug.

"Slow huh..." He smirked then crouched, his veins slowly growing as hen leaped at her with insane speech that caught her off guard. He tried to land a mana infused kick but she blocked with her fans.

"still think I am slow?" He asked with a cocky look in his eyes.

She flew to the other side of the room, putting some distance between them, "Hmph." Her fan weapons started to spin faster, emitting a strange red aura. She then moved her hands, sending the fans towards him, and he could feel the energy behind them growing stronger.

He braced himself for the impact, and then it happened.

The two fans slammed into him, not only sending him flying across the room but causing a huge explosion. The whole room shook, and the lights went out for a brief second. He flew through multiple pillars, landing on the ground with a loud thud.

He could feel his body screaming in pain, his mana slow to heal his wounds. He spat out blood, his vision blurring.

'Well shit, she is toying with me.' He got up, licking the blood from his lips.

[Why are you playing around master, if you don't fight seriously you might die.]

'Well, i am trying to push my body to the limit, i can't just keep relying on my power to easily win, my body needs to keep up. Power without skill and technique is not useful in my book.'

[that sounds flawed but ok, but be careful, i can tell she has not even shown you what she is truly capable of.]

'yeah, i could tell that just by her attacks.'

"You're still alive? Impressive," she said, her voice echoing in the now-damaged throne room. She floated down, landing gracefully on the floor. Her red dress seemed untouched by the explosion, not a single speck of dust on it. "Most would be dead by now. You're a tough one."

"Yeah, well, I'm not most people," he coughed, more blood coming out. He wiped it away with his hand, a grin spreading across his face. "And I'm not done yet." He stood up, his body still aching, but his resolve was stronger than ever. 'She's strong, no joke...i want to fight her more!'

"Such a waste of potential," she sighed, shaking her head. "If only you'd join me, we could have been unstoppable. But your mind seems to be set on this pointless fight." She raised her hands, and the two fan weapons returned to her, spinning around her like angry bees. "So be it. "

He didn't reply. He just focused his mana, his veins pulsing with power. The air around him changed. He gripped his sword tighter, his eyes locked on her.

'Time to get serious.' He took a deep breath and dashed towards her. He moved faster than before, his sword a barely visible to the naked eye. He attacked with stronger mana around his sword, each strike aimed at a vital spot.

She blocked his attacks with her fans, the metal clashing against his sword. Sparks flew with each impact, illuminating the room in a deadly dance of light and shadow. He pressed on, not giving her a chance to breathe.

"You're still too slow," she said, her voice calm despite the intensity of the fight. She parried his attack and spun around, her fan hitting him in the side.

He grunted in pain but didn't stop.

He retaliated with a kick, aiming for her head. She ducked, her red dress exposing some of her delicate features. She then jumped back, creating some distance between them.

"I'm getting bored of this," she said, her voice now laced with annoyance.

The red aura around her intensified, and the throne room started to tremble. The symbols on the fans glowed brighter, and the corrupted mana in the air thickened. It felt like the room itself was coming alive, a part of her, ready to strike.

'Shit, she's serious now.' He felt a chill run down his spine.

She raised her hands, and the two fan weapons started to spin faster, their red glow turning into a blinding light. The air around them vibrated with power. He could feel the energy building up, ready to explode.

"Any last words?" she asked, a cruel smile on her face.

He didn't reply.

She then made her move, bringing her hands down, and the two fan weapons shot towards him, moving faster than anything he had ever seen. They were like two red comets, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake.

just before impact, his eye color changed. "pfft." The impact sent dust throughout the room. Mother looked on, as if she could sense something through all the dust. She waved her hand to clear the dust all she saw were her fans in pieces.

"wher-"

He appeared right behind her, his presence sent a chill down her spine.