Nightmare End

CLANG!

Undead Xeno barely deflected the incoming blade, its weapon jerking up at the last second.

But it reacted a tad too late.

The tip of Freya's sword scraped across its skull, carving a jagged dent into the bone.

CRACK!

The undead staggered backward, its balance momentarily thrown off.

It caught itself, shaking with fury.

Hollow eyes locked onto Freya as it let out a guttural snarl.

"You bitch! What did you do?!"

Freya stood firm, blades at the ready, her expression unreadable.

Then, in a cold, steady voice, she said:

"I killed you for Nightmare points? If you hadn't attacked me first, I wouldn't have even considered it."

The undead's jaw clenched.

"Liar. You had no choice. You would have killed someone else."

Freya's lips barely moved.

"Would I?" she whispered.

The undead snarled, its grip tightening around its blade.