A starving camel is still larger than a horse. Even though the Dream Demon was now extremely weak, she was still on a different level compared to Haywood before he received the "Demon God Command."
She emerged from the nearly insane aftermath.
Mika fired another shot, and she turned into mist to dodge it just in time.
An intense field of light separated them. If she were at full strength, she could have crossed it effortlessly, no matter how wide it was. But now, she was too weak.
All she could do was continuously dodge Mika's bullets.
Both Blue Crystals had been used up; Mika only had one left reloaded. He didn't dare to shoot anymore.
A human and a demon, facing off.
Mika was palpably nervous, his taut nerves still not relaxing.
And Dream Demon Carrie, being so harshly ravaged like she never had been before.
This uncommunicative monster finally spoke.
"Who are you?"
Her voice, similar to Haywood's, had an echo, somewhat hollow and illusory, but feminized.
