Life Before Becoming an Omniverse Entity-Chapter 44: Take care of her

"Huh," Ruston muttered in confusion. He glanced down at his own hand, where he had been holding Namari’s leg just moments ago. His eyes widened slightly when he saw that her leg was still in his grip—cleanly severed from her thigh.

Looking back up at Namari, who continued to grin despite her severe injury, he sighed inwardly.

’This battle maniac,’ he thought, shaking his head.

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Despite her condition, Namari showed no signs of pain. Instead, she straightened up, balancing on one leg, and her eyes burned with an intense fighting spirit.

Ruston, still holding the detached leg, casually tossed it to the side, watching Namari closely. He already knew what would happen next, and sure enough, the golden arena shone brightly.

A warm glow enveloped Namari, and within seconds, her missing leg regenerated, looking as if it had never been severed in the first place. However, the exhaustion in her eyes showed that while her body had healed, her stamina had not recovered.

Yet, despite everything, her grin remained as wide as ever.

"Hahahhahahah," she started laughing like a crazy maniac and spoke, "That was fun, Father," she said as she stretched her newly restored leg, feeling the familiar sensation of her body fully intact once more.

"So let’s not stop, Father," she continued, her voice laced with excitement as her face started to grow black scales. The transformation spread slowly, starting from her cheeks and moving down her neck, her arms, and the rest of her body. Her red eyes, which once held a wild glint, now had vertical slits like a predator, making her look both demonic and beautiful at the same time. The air around her grew heavier, the sheer presence of her transformation leaking into the training ground, causing the walls to vibrate slightly under the intensity of her growing power.

Ruston, who watched the transformation unfold, sighed inwardly, already knowing what this meant. ’This would just prolong the fight for another ten hours if she finishes transforming,’ he thought, watching Namari, whose transformation was crawling forward at a snail’s pace in his eyes. His expression remained calm, yet his decision was already made—he wouldn’t let her finish. If he allowed it, she would drag this battle on endlessly.

Without wasting another second, Ruston moved. The instant he stepped forward, the ground beneath him cracked and caved inward, leaving behind a large crater from the sheer force of his movement. However, the training arena, built to withstand such destructive battles, quickly repaired itself, smoothing over the damage in mere seconds.

In less than a millisecond, Ruston appeared beside Namari, his speed leaving behind a faint afterimage, and before she could even react, his fist was already soaring toward her chin with a devastating force.

Namari, who was still in the process of transforming, barely registered the sudden disappearance of Ruston from his spot. By the time her mind caught up, all she saw was his fist appearing before her, moving at a speed far beyond what she could react to.

The moment the punch landed, instead of being thrown backward by the impact, her chin was obliterated on the spot. It was as if the force behind Ruston’s punch didn’t just aim to push but to erase anything in its path, and that’s exactly what it did. Her lower jaw, once intact, was now completely gone, turned into nothing but dust.

However, despite the brutal attack, Namari didn’t scream in agony, nor did she wail in pain. Instead, she took advantage of Ruston’s outstretched arm, grasping his right wrist firmly with her left hand, preventing him from pulling away.

With a wild grin, blood still dripping from where her jaw once was, Namari threw a counterattack. Using her right hand, she swung a punch toward Ruston’s face from above his still-extended arm. The arena glowed once again, instantly restoring her chin to perfection before she even spoke.

"I got you," she said with satisfaction. But Ruston, despite being caught off guard, remained composed. Unlike Namari, he was on an entirely different level—whether it was strength, speed, or reaction time. Though she had managed to surprise him, he still had more than enough time to react, and with a simple movement, he caught Namari’s punch with his left hand, stopping her attack mid-air.

Both of them stood there, gripping each other tightly, refusing to let go or give the other an advantage.

"Huh, what? Got scared that I would beat you the moment I transformed, so you attacked me to stop my transformation?" Namari taunted, a smirk tugging at her lips. She was using all her strength to keep Ruston in place, and the strain on her face made it difficult to maintain the smirk. Her muscles trembled under the pressure, but she refused to back down.

Ruston, however, had no interest in humoring her. He simply wanted to end this fight and move on with his other responsibilities. Without a word, he pulled Namari toward him with overwhelming force, raising his knee and driving it into her stomach. The impact was devastating, forcing her body into a sharp C-shape as the air was violently knocked out of her lungs.

"ARGHHH...," Namari coughed up a mouthful of blood. Her grip on Ruston’s arm weakened, giving him the perfect opportunity to free himself. Without hesitation, he pulled his fist back, preparing to strike again—though with less force than his previous attack.

The punch landed squarely on Namari’s face, sending her flying backward. This time, when she crashed into the wall, she didn’t rise. Instead, she collapsed onto the ground, face-first, unmoving.

*BOOM*

*THUD*

Namari, already teetering on the edge of consciousness, lost it completely.

The arena glowed once more, instantly healing her injuries.

Ruston observed her motionless form for a moment before turning toward the exit. Before stepping out of the training ground, he spoke in his deep voice, "Take care of her, Belinda."

As soon as he left, Belinda materialized beside Namari’s body and sighed.

"Hahh.. what am I going to do with this girl?" She muttered, shaking her head.