The wooden blade met with Xinya's dark metal dao. Even though her weapon was metal, Bea's wooden longsword easily stopped it.
The woman's crimson armor grew blood-red flowers wherever her own blood spilled. But it wasn't just her armor all over the chamber. The walls, ceiling, branches, ground, everywhere the floors bloomed!
Their seven petals opened graciously, and as the night breeze danced around them, small golden specks of pollen fell from the flowers.
The air began feeling heavier around Xinya, and she reflexively stopped breathing. The ensnaring woman, however, wasn't as smart.
After a few breaths, she began coughing up blood. In her veins, dark roots appeared, and soon they broke her skin, blooming more flowers.
She continued coughing up blood, and while falling on her back, more flowers grew out of her throat. The seven-petalled crimson flowers seemed beautiful in contrast to the dying woman.
