Nails flew precisely toward the mound of mud once more beneath the blows of Kugisaki's hammer.
Deep within the mud mound, Mahito's pupils suddenly contracted at the sight of the incoming nails.
The agonizing pain of having his soul pierced still lingered in his consciousness. That sensation had been more terrifying than any injury he had ever suffered.
Physical attacks striking his mud were like hitting water with a stick—it was over once the blow landed.
But that little girl's attacks were different.
Her nails did not strike the mud. They pierced directly into his soul!
Worse still, his current mud-man form was simply too large.
While this form made him immune to physical attacks, it also turned him into a living target.
Kugisaki did not even need to aim. She could hit him by throwing nails into the mud mound with her eyes closed!
I can't keep this up!
A powerful sense of danger surged through Mahito.
He had to deactivate his mud-man form immediately!
Just as Kugisaki's next wave of nails was about to fall, the enormous mud mound began to shrink rapidly.
The mud covering more than half the street receded toward the center like a retreating tide. Within a few breaths, the mound over ten meters high had returned to Mahito's normal form.
With the huge target gone, Kugisaki's nails struck the street instead.
Seeing that he had not been hit, a flicker of relief crossed Mahito's heart.
But before he could be happy for more than a few seconds, an even more terrifying sense of danger came from his side.
Jie Jian's attack arrived at the same time!
The instant Mahito shrank, Jie Jian moved.
His body became an afterimage, appearing at Mahito's side just as he steadied himself.
Playful Cloud traced a perfect arc