Danah asked him. "Are you pretending Ragnarok? Or are this weak?"
He didn't reply which emboldened her.
"You're an enigma. You are weak and yet you manage to bring down powerful beings. How do you do it?" She asked again.
Ragnarok finally replied. "I will tell you if you stop attacking. Let us return to the peaceful times when we chatted."
"What peaceful times? You wanted to kill me."
"You also wanted to kill me but we were able to maintain decorum and chat about the state of the world like civilized people."
Danah smiled and said confidently, "We will see who will kill who."
She is a vampire. Her best sense is her perception of blood. She has smelled blood from Ragnarok. Blood and weakness go hand in hand. She could smell his leaking existence the moment she struck him with her Shrieking Wings. It made her confident of her chances to survive this encounter.
Ragnarok knows that he is in a dangerous situation right now. His concentration is suffering under her spiritual attacks. He is suffering so much that he can't control his body. But thanks to his domain he doesn't have to move himself to actually move.
The space of the domain is pushing him forward while his mind is too preoccupied with weathering her attacks. If he loses his domain, then she will be able to kill him. She realized this very quickly so she focused all her blood power on her Shrieking Wings.
The red eyes on the white feathers glowed brighter. Spiritual power surged forth from them and slammed into Ragnarok's mind. If they were in the plane where sound could be transmitted, her feathers would produce a shrill irritating cry that can be heard.
But sound can't be transmitted in this world so her wings her silent. That doesn't mean that their lethality has reduced though. Not when she is giving it everything she's got.
She noticed the effect immediately. Ragnarok's tantalizing smell increased abruptly. Her divine sense caught whiffs of his existence chaffing away into the world. That made things certain if she didn't believe the cracks on his body.
She became joyful. A grin appeared on her face. "A little more and he will crack."
It is a joyful thing to have the fate of death turned away at the last moment. She will live so she is happy. She is happy so she decided to improve the flow of blood power into her wings at all cost. She sacrificed her physical strength to make her wings grow larger. Her large body shrunk while her wings enlarged. They soon became larger than her body so she looked like a butterfly.
Ragnarok noticed the changes going on behind him. He knows that he could deal devastating attacks on her body in the state that she is in. But he didn't turn back because he was already having difficulties staying awake. Everything he has within him right now is for remaining conscious and running.
The domain seemed to go forever. Ragnarok ran for his life as if he were in an infinite marathon. A tidal wave of spiritual power struck him from behind and drowned him. Fortunately, he doesn't need to breathe or he would drown to death. Even then, his thoughts slowed down to a crawl.
He had only one thing on his mind. "Run. Run. Run. Run. Run."
This special treatment continued for hours. Her confidence turned to uncertainty and confusion as time passed.
"What kind of being is this Ragnarok?" Danah asked herself in confusion. "He just doesn't make sense."
She has found a lot of things to be contradicting about Ragnarok. At first, she didn't think her spiritual attacks would work on him. It is mostly a nuisance to other beings on her level. It divides their attention and makes them distracted.
At most, their fighting prowess would be hindered a little. She then takes advantage of those distractions with her physical prowess. They won't be able to resist her well because they are also resisting her spiritual attacks.
That's how she fights Origin gods and other Primogenitors. She didn't think a distraction would help her in this situation. But she did it either way because it was the only thing that she could do. She certainly couldn't lay her hands on him despite how much she wanted to.
But then her spiritual attacks actually worked on him. She felt his soul give in under the pressure of her attacks. His soul was actually getting diminished. It was being ground down and eviscerated little by little.
It came as a surprise to her. But it also gave her hope of breaking this domain. If she pressured his mind too much, then his domain would drop. Or so she thought. Unfortunately, the domain didn't drop even after she put pressure on his soul for hours.
And it is not because her efforts have no effect. They have a profound effect on his soul. His soul should have crumbled long ago. He shouldn't even be able to control the domain anymore to move. But he is still controlling the domain and his soul is also healing the damage to it rapidly. The regeneration is so fast that it is keeping up with the damages caused by her attacks.
It made her wonder. "If he could heal from such serious injuries, why is he susceptible to them in the first place?"
His reaction to her attacks doesn't make any sense to her. He is not an Origin god but he has a very powerful domain that rivals those of Origin gods. He is not an Origin god so he is weak to her spiritual attacks but he has a regeneration factor that Origin gods don't have. Only Primogenitors with infinite blood power can heal from fractured existence the way Ragnarok is but he is not a Primogenitor. He just doesn't make sense.
She didn't let the pressure off though. Her confusion wouldn't let her give up yet. Her life is on the line after all.