From Human to Skeleton: Revived with Infinite System Crystals

Chapter 686 Growl Nature

She stood in the arena, her boots landing softly on the gravelly ground. The air was thick with tension, the aftermath of a brutal battle etched into the faces of the Black Bulls. Her gaze locked onto Osalf just as he raised his blade, the killing strike poised to end Heissman once and for all.

Osalf hesitated, the faint ripple of energy brushing against his senses again. He turned sharply, his blade pausing mid-swing as Yun-Jin stepped forward, her presence commanding the space around her. Her golden and pink aura flared faintly, her expression cold and unyielding.

"Well," she said, her voice carrying a sharp edge that cut through the air like a blade. "Wouldn't want to ruin your dramatic finish, Osalf. But this fight isn't over."

Osalf's eyes narrowed, his grip on his blade tightening as he adjusted his stance. "Yun-Jin," he said, his tone even but wary. "You don't need to do this."

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A sharp pain shot through Ty's wrist again, this time stronger, almost paralyzing. His vision blurred as memories surged to the surface—flashes of the boat, the strange sensation when he had first tapped into the deeper well of his power. He remembered the shock, the feeling of something breaking loose inside him, and the brief glimpse of something dark and uncontrollable.

"Focus, dammit!" he growled, shaking his head as he tried to block another of Omina's strikes. But she was relentless, her fists and feet a blur as they crashed into him from all sides. Each hit felt like a hammer blow, driving him closer to the edge.

"Is this the strength you were so proud of?" Omina taunted, her laughter ringing out as she sidestepped another of his wild swings. "Where's all that fire, Ty? Did the Demon King teach you nothing?"

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Ty's flames surged again, this time brighter and hotter, as he forced himself to his feet. "I'm not done!" he roared, his voice echoing across the battlefield. He raised both hands, the black fire coalescing into a massive serpent that writhed and roared as it lunged toward Omina. She didn't move, her golden-green aura flaring as she raised her own hands.

A torrent of water erupted from her aura, meeting the serpent head-on. The two forces collided in a deafening explosion, steam and smoke engulfing the arena as the ground beneath them cracked and splintered. Ty pushed forward, pouring more of his energy into the flames as he tried to overpower her. But Omina's aura didn't falter. If anything, it grew stronger, her elemental projection surging with untamed ferocity.

"You're desperate," she said, her voice cutting through the chaos like a blade. "I like that. Let's see what happens when we both stop holding back."

Ty's flames faltered for a moment as her words sank in. He gritted his teeth, his body trembling as he forced himself to focus. "There's no way I could lose," he growled