Chapter 344 The Harvest

Surrounded by three Razorblade Rays, Rhea's eyes were razor-sharp, her grip on the Bone Blade unshakable. Harnessing the force of the current, she brought the blade down with deadly precision on the injured ray.

'Finish it off while it's weak,' Rhea thought, seizing the moment.

The Bone Blade sliced through the wounded Razorblade Ray like it was nothing, cleaving it clean in two. Pale red blood in