This Angel sister really thinks highly of herself, using such moves.
Light flickered in Tilan's eyes, then she spread her hands, countless bright blue light sand gathered and condensed from the surrounding void, black branches and leaves entwined her sleeves, azure roses blossomed swiftly, and two slender rapiers extended, held in the girl's hands.
"Clipping Double Swords · Flash Wingsbeat"
A ghostly blue lightning streaked through the golden sand, instantaneously traversed and turned seven times within the falling flow of fire, then emerged.
"Huff—huff—" Tilan clutched her chest, gasping for breath, with beads of sweat seeping from her forehead.
When she lifted her head again, the descending flow of fire had already halted in mid-air, seemingly solidified into transparent glass, then cracks extended and shattered, while faint spatial rifts still lingered in the air.
