The Course of Fate

In an instant.

The entire world in Kanae's eyes slowed down.

Every move Shinobu Kocho made, every motion Doma made—all of it slowed in her vision, as though time had suddenly been reduced severalfold into slow motion.

Crimson Eye of the Other Shore did not offer much actual increase in speed, but it greatly enhanced her dynamic vision. As a result, Doma's movements, which had once appeared flawlessly defended, were suddenly riddled with openings in her eyes!

Whether attacking or defending, whether Breathing Styles or Blood Demon Arts, nothing could ever be absolutely perfect.

Perhaps something might be flawless on a certain level, but when one's speed was greater, dynamic vision sharper, and reactions faster, all kinds of flaws would emerge from that supposed perfection.

Whoosh!

At that moment, Kanae's stance and movements abruptly changed. Though her speed had not increased by much, every slash she made became bizarre from Doma's perspective, each strike targeting the gaps in his movements!

"What's with her movements...?"

Doma's expression shifted sharply as he noticed Kanae's transformation. Yet under the pressure he was facing, he was unable to withstand Kanae's desperate technique that dealt a thousand damage to the enemy at the cost of eight hundred to herself.

In only a few breaths, dozens of wounds appeared across his body. His defense, which had barely held until then, was forcibly shattered by Kanae. Her Nichirin Blade, petals drifting around it as it swung, tore through the folding fan in his hand like an arrow through the heart, broke his defense, and finally slashed viciously into his neck.

Clang!

The sound produced when the blade struck his neck was not the sound of flesh being cut, but a ringing hum like metal striking metal.

As an Upper Rank Demon, Doma's neck was naturally terrifyingly tough,