At the End of 4 Minutes Manhua

Title: At the End of 4 Minutes In the shadowy depths of the abandoned warehouse, Raven and the grim reaper faced off, their breath forming icy puffs in the cold air. Time seemed to stand still as they circled each other, a deadly dance of predator and prey. Raven's heart pounded in her chest as she gripped her dagger tightly, the metal tingling with power. She knew that the grim reaper was a formidable opponent, his presence an ominous reminder of the ultimate fate that awaited her. But Raven was not one to cower in the face of death. With a fierce determination, she lunged forward, her blade slicing through the air with deadly precision. The grim reaper met her attack head-on, his scythe flashing in the dim light. Their battle raged on, the clang of steel against steel echoing through the warehouse. Shadows writhed and twisted around them, the air thick with the scent of decay. Raven could feel the grim reaper's gaze upon her, a silent threat that spurred her on. As the minutes ticked by, Raven felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins. She could see the grim reaper falter, his movements becoming sluggish. This was her chance. With a primal scream, Raven unleashed a flurry of strikes, each one finding its mark with deadly accuracy. The grim reaper staggered, his form flickering like a dying flame. And then, in a blinding flash of light, the grim reaper crumbled to dust, his essence dissipating into the air. Raven stood panting, her hands stained with blood and victory. As she looked around the now silent warehouse, Raven knew that she had defied fate, if only for a fleeting moment. The taste of victory was sweet on her tongue, a reminder that even in the face of death, there was still the possibility of triumph. And at the end of 4 minutes, Raven emerged victorious, a sliver of hope in a world cloaked in darkness.