As she spoke, Viola had already stepped forward, swinging her arm with a surge of immense power erupting from her frail body.
The air compressed violently, smashing toward the figure like a cannonball.
Bang!
Half of the man's body was effortlessly torn apart by the overwhelming force. There was no blood; his body was like a piece of shredded cloth, emitting a harsh ripping sound.
He was then flung back, crashing into a large tree not far away.
The second collision ravaged the man's body even more brutally, yet he seemed impervious to the pain, making no sound, his form resembling a mangled lump of flesh, almost indistinguishable from his original appearance.
Viola clearly hadn't anticipated her casual attack to inflict such horrifying damage. Before she could advance to inspect, the man's body ruptured again, disintegrating into irregular chunks before dissolving into the air.
"Spiritual Body?" Viola frowned deeply.
