With the Griffin killed and absorbed, Mira now stood at the very peak of the spire, the swirling nexus of power beckoning her. The combined energies of the sun and moon intermingled into something uniquely beautiful, as if fire and ice had reached an equilibrium.
Mira approached cautiously, her breathing heavy and her body trembling from the aftermath of her last attack. Using her Black Tail to kill the Griffin sucked an enormous amount of lifespan out of her, around 25%.
Yet, that was already a reduced number, as it would've been much higher if she didn't have access to Primal Energy.
She guessed it would've cost her at least 50% of her lifespan to kill that Griffin if she hadn't formed her Primal Heart.
'The difficulty really escalated…' Mira thought, not expecting to use her Black Tail at all in this Realm.
However, she didn't see any other way to beat it.
Hell, she couldn't even hit it, much less kill it!
