Anya continued, her voice certain, as if she had seen through everything. "You were going to rush me, using your speed and an explosion to test Anya, right?"
Ichitaro Oniguzu froze mid-motion! One foot hung in the air, his hand stopped behind his back on its way to his sword hilt, and disbelief swept across his face!
She had repeated his thoughts word for word! She had even picked up on the detail that he meant to use his explosive blade to make a show of force, not actually attack!
How is that possible?! Unless...
Anya raised her chin slightly, her pink hair seeming to gleam coldly under the lights. "But Anya saw through your movements and your intentions long ago."
She paused, trying to put a warning edge into her voice. "You'd better not move. Otherwise..." She drew the word out, her mind racing for something threatening to say. "You'll 'die,' you know."
She said the last part a little softly, but after her display of "seeing through everything," her strained attempt at a stern expression gave it an eerie force.
Cold sweat broke out on Ichitaro Oniguzu's forehead! It was as though an unseen force had pinned him in place. He did not dare move.
She had not only predicted his actions but described exactly what was on his mind! There was only one explanation for such uncanny anticipation and perception.
The gap in their strength was enormous. Her mental perception or battle instincts had reached a level that utterly outclassed his! One rash move, and he might really face an instant, irresistible strike!
He turned his eyes toward Ao with difficulty, his gaze full of questions and a trace of fear he could not quite hide.
Ao's single eye stayed fixed on Anya. Then he looked at