Erin didn't bother to turn towards the beast, gaze still on Ashtarya's blood-smeared grin.
"You never learn," she murmured, almost disappointed.
A sphere of transparent light manifested around the creature's head. There's no flashy blast or sound; the sphere just vanished with the creature's head.
The headless body of the shadow beast took one more step before collapsing onto the ground.
Seeing their friend obliterated in a second, the single-headed Cerberus and the rotting griffith charged in unison from each side, their roars shaking the clearing.
Erin finally turned toward them.
"Threatening Death with death," she said, soft and conversational, taking a single step forward. "How adorable."
As she said, the ground where the Cerberus stepped erupted with a pillar of pure white flames. The beast didn't scream; it ceased to be, vaporized into atoms. All that remained were its perfect, bleached bones as the fire faded.
