Kim’s body fell to the floor and was unmoving. It was a clean strike to the head from Kai, and when attacking it was clear he didn’t pull back. Wight had pretty resilient bodies, they had a mass amount of strength and they were able to fight through next to any wound and regenerate any wound if they had some substance along with them.
That was all, as long as the head was protected. Kai didn’t know this fact, this was only known among the Werewolves and vampires, not a new pack like the Howlers, but Kai had instinctively struck the head.
He could see the countless wounds on her body. Since she was moving fine, he had theory, and in order to do the most damage he had struck where he thought it would do the most damage.
“Kai, what did you do!” Trixie said as she rushed over. She thought she might have been able to do something to help Kim, but she was unrecognisable, it was clear that there was nothing that could be done with what was left.