Thread:The Purpur Man/@comment-26173711-20190922014839/@comment-35455126-20191004050837

Everyone’s bullets were inaffective, as the Rage’s hide only regenerated from whatever bullet wounds they inflicted and its corrosive blood dissolved the projectiles away.

Yuka fired her bow with a loud SNAP. The arrow flew across the area with the speed of a cannonball and pierced all the way through the center of the beast, hitting its phylactery and causing it to explode. Pieces of the Rage flew everywhere and eventually melted in black goo with particles rising from them as they did so.

Bellflowers then rose out of the remains with a faint glow as Yuka desummoned her Soul Arm.

“Great job, Yuka!” Ava cheered.

Yuka gave a small smile. “Thanks.”