Melkith found herself ensnared in a web of Chains of Dark Power. The weight of their grasp threatened to shatter her fragile form, yet she discovered solace in knowing that the limbs ensnared in the chains were but an illusion. As the earthly appendages crumbled under the strain of the chains, she surrendered, understanding the futility of attempting to break free from the oppressive clutches of Dark Power.

Melkith's actions were not fraught with peril. Without hesitation, the limbs that had retreated into the earth swiftly reemerged, seamlessly reattaching to her body and transforming into new appendages that adhered firmly.

‘How persistent, you obnoxious bastard…!”

At the heart of the Infinity Force, Melkith stood her ground. A frown etched across her face as she focused her attention. From the distant reaches of the battlefield, a relentless barrage of black magic cascaded down upon her. Edmund Codreth, the son of a bitch, was seeking to claim her life, cunningly concealed from sight and ensuring his own safety.

The darkness that covered the ground suppressed Melkith and severed her from her connection to the Earth Spirit King. Furthermore, the Dark Power that targeted her from the darkness ensured that she could not move and, in turn, rooted Infinity Force in place as well.

Melkith, being a formidable adversary by nature, was far from an easy opponent. In all honesty, had she merely forged a pact with the Spirit King of Earth and Thunder, it would have demanded her utmost strength just to maintain her position. However, considering the sheer force and destructive power Edmund displayed, it was evident that she would have succumbed to defeat long before.

However, she could stand her ground with Infinity Force and even fight back when there were opportunities.

…Craaack!

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