The female almighty floated with a calmness that belied the storm of emotions within her. Her annoyed scowl deepened, yet her heart betrayed her composed exterior, its rhythm accelerating against her will. The audacity of this battle was incomprehensible an almighty pushed to this extent by a mere county level blessed? If word of this ever reached the outside world, the sheer absurdity of it would shatter their perception of reality. Liam’s battered body lay amidst a pile of rubble, his arms entirely obliterated by her instinctive aura blast. His blood clung to the steel debris, sizzling as though the metal itself had absorbed the heat of his agony. His organs were ruptured, his chest rising and falling in an unnatural rhythm, yet the fire of resistance seemed extinguished at least, that’s what she thought. The female almighty’s gaze flicked toward the City Lord’s manor, her expression cooling slightly. Thankfully, the City Lord had not intervened, choosing instead to send