Blizzard and Scarlet Cherry

Listening to Oko's nonchalant words, the younger sisters shuddered all over and hurriedly turned their gazes toward the other end of the sky.

Their eldest sister, who had previously shot forward at full speed with ice swords and bat wings, had now come to a halt high in the air.

At this moment, the emotion filling Betasha's face was no longer that blazing, sky-reaching battle intent, but incredulous shock.

Crack! Crack!

A series of crisp fractures rang out.

The four blunted ice-crystal longswords equipped along Betasha's limbs shattered into pieces.

A crack also appeared in the ice armor over her shoulder, and a streak of vivid red immediately spread outward from within.

Blood seeped from her shoulder. Betasha's eyes brimmed with astonishment, and her entire aura fell into disarray.

Fuyilai and Parihame were dumbstruck by the sudden scene before them.

"What!? They only exchanged blows for such a brief instant, yet Big Sis was cut down just like that------!?"

"C-could it be that Momo is even faster than Big Sis------!?"

During that first clash, which had taken place within microseconds, Betasha's speed and thought processes had clearly leaped to four times the speed of sound. Yet she had still been caught off guard by the crimson streak of light Oko had become.

Faced with seven flashes of crimson sword light striking from different angles, Betasha could only hastily shift from offense to defense, raising her swords and drawing in her wings. Yet in the end, Oko had still forcibly bored through an opening, leaving a stark mark on Betasha's shoulder first.

Not to mention that Oko had then taken advantage of the moment to deliver a fierce blow to both Fuyilai and Parihame.

Thus, the outcome of this exchange—who had the upper hand and who had the lower—was plain as