Zhao Si dealt with the Nox Swordstress far more efficiently than Godrick had.
The Nox Swordstress lunged straight at him, practically throwing herself into the path of Zhao Si's blade.
Using the [repulsion] within Gravity to push the Iron Meteorite Blade out of its sheath made it far faster. The instant his hand closed around the hilt, flames surged from the base of the blade like a flame-spewing thruster, igniting its entire length.
The Iron Meteorite Blade swept horizontally, tracing a crimson line of fire through the air. This time, he used the Giant's Flame.
The Nox Swordstress reacted quickly, braking hard and turning her forward lunge into a backward step. Flames burned through the air before her eyes, nearly igniting the silk veil covering them.
Blazing fire-the underground dwellers had not seen it for who knew how many years. It was far too dazzling.
She was clearly retreating, yet the Nox Swordstress felt that she had put no distance at all between herself and Zhao Si. Was he actually getting closer?
If she could speak the current language of the Lands Between, she would probably have said, "What's going on? How is he so fast?"
Zhao Si had used [Gravity] to bind himself to the Nox Swordstress, drawing them ever closer.
He turned the blade in his right hand into a reverse grip. The crimson Giant's Flame became cold Ghostflame, and he slashed diagonally downward.
Left with no choice, the Nox Swordstress could only counter with her Nox Flowing Sword.
Clang!
Zhao Si's strength was overwhelming. The Nox Swordstress felt both hands go numb, the webbing between her thumbs and forefingers aching. All she could do was grit her teeth and hold on.
She had intended to use this strike to put some distance between them again, but unexpectedly,