Lifting her gaze to meet Alia’s, Diana placed a finger on her lips to suggest as she proposed, “Ah, how about we make a deal again?” She slowly traced her finger down the soft curve of her lips, her eyes locked with Alia’s. “You can watch both me and Ryuk making love—”
SWISH!
Diana’s pupils contracted the moment she saw the glimmering sharp edge of a blade reach within an inch of her eyelid.
CLANK!
In an instant, her cane arched, causing the arriving blade to deflect and revealing the figure of a black-haired woman, looking at her calmly before twisting her body and landing another hit.
CLANK!
“Huh, do you also want to watch us?” Diana tilted her head, while with one hand blocking the blade pressured by a woman glaring at her with black eyes shrouded in a white aura glow, signifying the use of Soul gaze.
“Where is he right now?” Amayara, not losing her patience at mere provocative words from Diana, tightened her grip on the sword, inquiring firmly about his whereabouts while keeping a close soul gaze on every minor detail.
“But how are you going to reach him?” Diana grinned, her pupils glancing at Alia’s lifting hand, and also keeping her eyes on the woman in front of her, as she continued with a teasing voice, “Ha, don’t tell me you’re going to sit inside a cannon to launch your—”
WHIZ!
“DIANA!”
At that moment, Diana’s pupils met another pair of eyes with the same color as hers, but far more vivid and crystalline than her normal bluish ones, resembling sapphire, filled with directed rage.
SWISH!
BANG!
Instantly losing grip on her cane, causing Amayara to lean forward due to the sudden absence of opposing force, Diana levitated in the air by taking support of her leaned back and delivered a heavy kick to the figure of Alia who had just arrived.
CRACK!
Instead of hitting Alia’s body, Diana’s legs struck the thick ice layer that Alia had reflexively created.
SWISH!
As Diana’s palm felt no longer support of that back, while with only one leg supporting her whole body, her eyes instantly captured the shadow of an upcoming sword.
CLANK!
A reverberating sound echoed through the cave as Diana’s cane once again stopped an ethereal sword.
Everything happened within a second.
From afar, it appeared like an art piece: three women, each possessing enough beauty to rival goddesses, stuck in positions where one in the middle acted as a bridge to maintain balance.
Standing in a close stance, pressing down an ethereal glowing sword on a black cane held by another woman, who stood on one leg while landing a hit on a thick ice crystal barrier brought forward by the woman crossing her hands.
It was a canvas of three beauties, arranged into marvelous positions.
Yet, a voice from the middle one, holding the others at bay, echoed.
“…I would have appreciated it more if it were him.” Diana’s eyes narrowed as she stared back at Alia before increasing her grip with both legs.
CRACK!
This simultaneously caused the ground beneath her to plummet by inches and the ice to halt her other leg destroy into pieces.
BOOOM!
“But you can’t see what’s under my skirt.” With enough support from the ground, Diana’s other leg increased the force, launching Alia like a free-falling body towards the cave walls.
“Now, it’s your turn, Miss Delusional.” Diana leaned back, causing Amayara to once again lean forward toward her due to loosing balance. Seizing this opportunity, Diana’s leg moved forward to land a hit.
SCHLKT!
“Huh?” Although Diana’s foot had kicked at the falling woman, Amayara dodged her leg and thrust the sword directly through Diana’s shoulder, despite the challenging balance.
“Don’t think I will fall for the same tricks.” Amayara’s eyes were cold as she met Diana’s gaze, widening Diana’s eyes as she glanced at the sword piercing her shoulder.
“I see.” Diana nodded in understanding, causing Amayara’s narrowed gaze to suddenly widen as she leaned backward to avoid a flying projectile.
thud
“Pfft, what’s with your reaction? This is just my cane, you dumbo.” Diana chuckled, catching her cane which had fallen to the ground a moment ago and had now flown back into her hand.
WHIZ!
CLANK!
“Tch, can’t you stop making ice? I’m wearing stockings; it’s cold here.” Diana deflected the arriving ice crystals once again with her cane, while her other hand moved towards the sword piercing her skin.
Her outward demeanor may have seemed calm, but the situation was not in her favor.
She was fighting against two women—one capable of cutting through her skin and the other able to shoot heavy projectiles from a distance.
‘Sigh, my love, are you watching? See how many sacrifices I must make for you,’ Diana lifted her gaze upward, pondering something, then turned it towards Amayara.
Her lips parted and her eyes softened as she said, “It’s fortunate he isn’t here. Imagine how sad he would be seeing both of your lifeless bodies, heh.”
SWOOSH!
BOOM!
“Kugh?!” A burst of energy emanated from Diana’s body, throwing Amayara away and breaking the ground beneath her into smaller particles, creating a huge crater reaching the cave walls.
CRUMBLE!
The entire cave, seemingly part of a large mountain, started to crumble down the moment its base was destroyed by the energy released from Diana’s body.
THUD!
Huge rocks broke off from the ceiling, falling onto her body and instantly breaking into pieces.
Heavy parts continued to break and fall to the ground while Diana’s eyes remained fixed on both women—one standing covered with thick ice crystals protecting her from the falling debris.
And the other, “Huh, Amayara are you dead?”
THUD!
Observing the woman standing motionless with a loosened grip on her sword, despite large stones falling beside her, large enough to cover her entire body yet she appeared steady in her position.
‘No, she isn’t steady.’ Diana’s gaze turned cold as she realized that the speed at which the woman was moving had deceived her vision, making it appear as if there was no movement—more like an afterimage that seemed to be standing.
SPLIT! – THUD!
‘!?’
Diana’s widened eyes caught the sight of the stones that had fallen nearby moments ago, showing very thin markings sharp enough to keep them intact for a short while before succumbing to gravity and falling to the ground in small cubic pieces.
SWISH!
SLICE!
“Ughh!” Suddenly, pain assaulted Diana’s body as she felt several cuts on her skin, too numerous for her control to mitigate the bombardment of pain signals.
But it was confusing since, her body was immune to pain right now, making her realise that these cuts were not on her physical body; they were on her soul.
This was the strength of a Spirit Sword Master—several wounds visible on her body were directly inflicted on her soul, which unlike her physical body, was not strong enough to remain unharmed.
“DAMN IT!” Diana gritted her teeth, understanding that if another strong strike landed on her neck, she would die instantly.
Her ZENITH rank, which granted enormous power in materialistic world and her Riantain Bloodline, enhancing her physical body, would be of no use.
She was a powerhouse only in the physical world, but what about her soul?
SWISH
“I don’t care who comes now; this ends now, Amayara!”
