Farewell, My Dear

"I don't like them covered in mud either."

"Bitch!" Raaha grunted as he transformed into a Brully once again, flickering before Yarsha Zahara when hundreds of composite projectiles slammed into his back, causing him to grunt as a large chunk of his Prana was instantly siphoned away.

But he didn't hesitate and instead switched to a new body to avoid falling unconscious and slapped Yarsha Zahara, sending her flying into the air, 'She's hard!'

His expression gradually morphed into a frown as he unleashed a barrage of attacks on her, noticing that no matter how hard he punched her, the damage was minimal. Moreover, her Human Avatar was like a fluid, constantly morphing in shape as it rippled and formed spikes to meet his attacks, using every opportunity to absorb his stacked power of Internal Inertial Gravity.