Absolutely. Here's your revised version with the correct name Kerry, her Blue Laser Eyes, and her energy described as blue throughout. Everything else remains unchanged:

  Kerry turned, intrigued as her grin twisted into a darker delight. “New blood?” she murmured. Her eyes roved over Waling Banchi, grinning as though she'd been given a gift. “I love a big entrance.”

  Waling Banchi met her gaze, her glowing eyes burning with grief, the tears on her face evaporating into sizzling vapor. Her silence was deafening, her intent clear. Without a word, she lunged.

  From the crumbled edge of a nearby tower, Purple crouched low, half-buried in debris and shadow. Her visor zoomed in, tracking Kerry’s every twitch, every unnatural movement. She wasn't just watching—she was studying. Mapping her dash speeds. Timing her strikes. Calculating the intervals between those devastating power surges.

  Kerry moved like chaos incarnate, but there was rhythm buried in the madness. Purple's HUD pulsed with combat data, each second feeding her a sharper edge.

  Her comm crackled softly, and Silver’s voice cut through the static, hushed but urgent.

  “Almost there,” he whispered. “I’m within ten clicks of the source. Another few minutes and we’ll have what we came for.”

  Purple didn’t reply. Her eyes stayed locked on the chaos below.

  She just whispered to herself, “Make it fast.”

  Opening Assault

  Waling Banchi’s claws ignited as she spun into a Clawstorm, a whirlwind of molten strikes slicing through the air. The first slashes passed inches from Kerry, her unnatural speed allowing her to narrowly evade. However, the final strike caught her shoulder, sending her skidding across the cracked ground. Sparks erupted as Kerry slammed to a halt, her grin wider now.

  “Fast. I like fast,” she sneered before vanishing into a blur. Her Sonic Dash ignited the space between them, energy streaking from her movements, but Waling Banchi was ready. With a guttural roar, she released Shattered Roar. The shockwave slammed into Kerry mid-stride, knocking her off course and shattering the dome’s fractured glass. Kerry landed in a crouch, her hair wild as her grin turned razor-sharp.

  Mid-Fight Momentum

  The battleground trembled with fury as the battle raged on. Kerry's Sonic Clap detonated around her, sending buildings crumbling as waves of force barreled toward Waling Banchi. Bracing herself, Waling Banchi activated Crying Fury, her aura morphing into a shield that absorbed the crushing impact.

  Kerry struck next, charging with Chest Pierce. Her claws gleamed like sabers as they thrust forward with deadly precision, but Waling Banchi countered with Rage Strike. Her glowing fist collided with Kerry’s attack, sending shockwaves that reverberated across the battlefield and left fissures in the earth.

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  Blood gleamed on Kerry’s lip as she wiped it away, her expression darkening into something feral. “You’re holding back,” she snarled. “Big mistake.”

  Kerry exhaled a freezing mist, her Ice Breathe encasing Waling Banchi’s limbs in jagged frost. Frozen in place, Waling Banchi could only watch as Kerry grabbed her, lifting her massive frame effortlessly before slamming her into the earth with a seismic toss. The impact cratered the ground, dust and debris shooting into the air.

  Stillness followed. Kerry stood in the chaos, her chest heaving. Her grin returned, teeth bared like a predator relishing the prey's final breaths. “Is that all?” she mocked.

  The Rage Unleashed

  From the rubble, a low growl sent a chill down Kerry’s spine. Waling Banchi’s aura burst into a fiery tempest, heat distorting the air around her as blue energy danced like flames. Her sorrow evaporated, replaced by a tidal wave of fury. With a deafening roar, her transformation ignited—Wrath of the Wailing Mother.

  Without warning, she hurled herself forward, activating Mother’s Wrath. Her claws burned like the core of a star as she tore through the battlefield with unstoppable force. Kerry miscalculated for the first time, caught off guard as Waling Banchi’s energy beam slammed her through a skyscraper. The structure collapsed around her, dust erupting as the dome quaked.

  Waling Banchi followed with precision, executing Storm of Claws in relentless succession. Each strike sent shockwaves rippling outward, fractures snaking across the dome’s foundation. For the first time, Kerry bled openly, the crimson streak on her cheek proof of Banchi’s wrath.

  Panting, Kerry’s grin strained as she muttered, “Stronger than I thought.” Her eyes narrowed. “But not strong enough.”

  Kerry’s Counterattack and The Final Clash

  Kerry roared, her body surging as her own transformation ignited—Unleashed Fury. Veins bulged as her frame glowed with blue energy, her power amplifying. She retaliated with Raging Blows, her fists striking like hammerfalls, forcing Waling Banchi backward. Before Banchi could recover, Kerry’s Seismic Uppercut connected, sending her flying.

  Descending with blinding speed, Kerry’s Blue Laser Eyes carved through the air, slamming into Waling Banchi mid-flight and burying her into the scarred earth below. Dirt and energy erupted as her aura flickered faintly.

  From below, Waling Banchi raised her trembling arms, summoning her ultimate move—Mother’s Final Grief. The energy orb above her head pulsated, growing brighter with every fraction of a second. Kerry’s grin widened impossibly, her laugh echoing.

  “Adorable,” Kerry sneered. Within a blink, she activated Berserk Charge, blurring into motion as she collided with Banchi, disrupting the attack. She grabbed Banchi’s throat, her grip unrelenting as she lifted her effortlessly.

  Kerry’s eyes burned with malice, her wicked grin her only farewell. “Playtime’s over.”

  With unimaginable force, Kerry pulled back her fist and slammed it down on Banchi’s skull. The sheer impact drove Waling Banchi’s head down with such violence that it pierced through her torso and cracked the ground below. The dome erupted in a thunderous quake, the crater an open graveyard where part of Banchi’s head now jutted from the earth.

  Banchi’s glowing eyes locked onto Kerry one final time, radiating pure, undying rage. Her breathing slowed; the light dimmed to nothingness.

  Aftermath

  Kerry stood amidst the ruins, her bloodied hands twitching. Pieces of debris fell around her as the newfound silence pressed in like a suffocating weight. She exhaled, slowly cracking her neck.

  “Wasn’t bad,” she muttered with a grin, flexing her claws. “A nice warm-up. Now where did that purple toy go?”

  The horizon loomed ahead, ash falling like snow. Smiling darkly, she strode forward, leaving behind the battered remains of her greatest foe.

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