The fight continues

"Splendid, Valentina Scarlet," Mary Rose declared with a macabre smile, even with half her face disfigured by the devastating meteor explosion.

Chaos reigned around them. The ground lay in ruins, burned and corroded. The destruction was so vast that even the air seemed saturated with lethal energy. Yet Mary Rose stood tall, like a menacing shadow amidst the calamity.

"I will never forget you," she added, her voice dripping with irony.

Her face was partially burned, grotesque black and red lines streaking across her once pale skin. Even so, her eyes gleamed with a mix of pride and triumph. Valentina's body lay still, her chest pierced by an unseen attack, while a dark, corrosive energy emanated from the wound.

Mary smiled, triumphant, her mind consumed by the flawless strategy she had devised.

"Stealing Fenrir's power was essential... She never realized the spell was imbued with the Energy of the End."