Reincarnated with a lucky draw system

Chapter 411: DESIRE TO KILL II

Her movements were a dance of grace and precision, her body twisting away like smoke evading a blade.

She threw a punch, connecting right at Aaron’s jaw with explosive force.

The impact should have shattered bone, the raw power behind it crackling through the air.

But her arm was swallowed by the shadow covering Aaron’s face.

It passed through the darkness like plunging into a bottomless hole, the void twisting space in defiance of physics.

Her hand emerged behind her own back, manipulated by Aaron’s control over shadow and space.

The punch connected with her spine instead, the force reverberating through her body like a shockwave.

Lilith was sent flying by her own strike, stumbling a few steps forward toward Aaron.

Pain flared briefly across her features, but it was quickly masked by that ever-present smile, her balance recovering in an instant.

Aaron wasn’t one to let a chance slip away. His mystic eyes had foreseen the opening, every detail laid bare in his vision.

He struck quickly, swinging his sword across the exposed neck of Lilith.

The blade arced with lethal precision, shadows coiling tighter around it for added devastation.

"Ahh. Quite the skilled one," Lilith muttered, a smile still gracing her face despite the peril.

Admiration flickered in her eyes, genuine and fleeting.

Aaron, while still in the process of his action, forcefully halted himself.

Muscles strained against the momentum, and he pulled his hand back swiftly, the sword whistling through the air.

He severed the space between him and Lilith with a sharp gesture, narrowly escaping the burning flames that erupted from her mouth.

The inferno roared outward, a torrent of searing heat that devoured the spot where he had stood moments before.

The flames danced hungrily, illuminating the void in angry reds and oranges, the scent of scorched nothingness lingering in their wake.

The flames shot out with purpose, engulfing the very place Aaron had been standing.

Debris ignited and vaporized, the heat intense enough to melt rock into slag.

"Hmm. To anticipate that. That’s surprising," Lilith muttered, an amused smile curving her lips.

She tilted her head, studying him with renewed interest, the flames dying down to embers that floated harmlessly away.

Aaron had been able to anticipate the sneak attack thanks to his mystic eyes, which had seen easily through her subtle preparations, the gathering energy in her throat, the faint tension in her jaw.

Every micro-movement was laid bare, a roadmap of intent.

But sometimes, seeing the action was one thing, and moving as fast as possible to dodge it was another.

His body ached from the abrupt halt, adrenaline surging through his veins, sharpening his senses to a razor’s edge.

The void felt alive with tension, the distant dead planets silent witnesses to their clash, the fading glow of the obliterated sun casting long, wavering shadows across the battlefield.

Aaron realized he couldn’t harm Lilith the normal way.

The devil’s speed and power outmatched his current rank, her movements a blur of effortless superiority that left him grasping at shadows.

He needed to change his approach, to outthink her rather than overpower her.

The void around them felt colder now, the drifting remnants of the obliterated sun casting faint, dying glows that flickered like forgotten memories across the barren planets.

He dove once more into the shadows, letting the darkness swallow him whole.

It wrapped around his form like a living cloak, cool and pulsating, concealing his presence completely.

His heartbeat slowed, senses sharpening in the abyss, every particle of the void becoming an extension of his awareness.

"Hmm. That’s new," Lilith said, her smile widening with genuine intrigue.

She scanned the emptiness, her eyes, deep pools of crimson and black—

narrowing slightly.

The air hummed with her latent energy, a subtle heat radiating from her skin that warped the nearby space.

"Come out, come out wherever you are, Jordan Hayes," Lilith called, her voice a melodic taunt that echoed through the sealed pocket of reality.

Her vigilance was on high alert, posture tense yet graceful, like a predator sensing hidden prey.

She turned her head slowly, ears attuned to the faintest whisper of movement.

Suddenly, she whirled backward, her claws extending in a flash of obsidian sharpness.

She caught a barrage of shadow needles fired at her back, the projectiles dissolving into harmless wisps against her grip.

Pain didn’t register; only amusement flickered in her gaze.

"Nice try," she muttered, a smile tugging at her lips despite the near miss.

The shadows lingered on her skin for a moment, cool and fleeting, before evaporating like mist under sunlight.

Aaron, using the shadow as a gate, emerged right in front of Lilith.

He caught her by surprise for a split second, stabbing his sword toward her chest with explosive force.

The blade hummed with dark energy, the air parting before it in a silent scream.

But alas, his speed, hampered by his current rank, placed him at a disadvantage.

Lilith dodged the sneaky attack with ease, her body twisting like liquid smoke.

She grabbed his wrist in a vise-like hold, her fingers burning hot against his skin, strength unyielding.

"Why won’t you fight like a vampire?" Lilith asked curiously, her head tilting as she studied him.

Her breath was warm on his face, carrying a faint, intoxicating scent of brimstone and desire.

"Tch."

Aaron tried to break free, throwing a kick at Lilith with all his might.

His boot cut through the void, aimed at her midsection, muscles coiling with raw power.

But she easily avoided the kick, releasing his wrist and throwing him away with casual force.

He hurtled through the emptiness, the stars blurring into streaks, before landing on a distant asteroid.

The impact jarred his bones, dust exploding outward in a slow-motion cloud that hung suspended in zero gravity.

This time, he paused, not engaging Lilith immediately.

He straightened slowly, shadows still clinging to his form like loyal guardians, his breathing steady despite the ache in his limbs.

"You have no interest in fighting me for real. Why?" Aaron asked, his voice low and probing.

For the first time since discovering Lilith was aware of his identity, he didn’t rush into an attack.

"Finally decided to calm down, huh," Lilith replied, a smile blooming on her face.

She relaxed her stance slightly, claws retracting, though her eyes remained sharp, watchful.