"My Cursed Technique comes with Cursed Technique Nullification."
As she spoke, her gaze swept over Hajime Kashimo beside them. She paused, then added:
"The pillars of light work on incarnated vessels. They'll forcibly strip away the incarnation."
At those words, Hajime Kashimo's expression changed on the spot.
Kenjaku had revived him using an incarnated vessel. If one of those pillars actually hit him, he might get reduced to a lump.
Qingxiao turned his head and raised an eyebrow at him, a hint of mischief in his eyes.
It's not that I won't let you fight. You really can't fight her.
"Damn it."
Hajime Kashimo cursed under his breath and retreated sulkily to the side of the alley, holding his iron staff. He sat cross-legged on the ground, utterly unwilling but unable to do anything about it.
Qingxiao looked away, turned to Angel, and rolled his wrist.
The next second, Angel's feet left the ground.
Under Angel's control, Hana Kurusu's body became incredibly light, as though borne by the wind, and slowly rose into the air above the alley.
The wind lifted her clothes, and pale golden light swirled beneath her feet.
Within her consciousness, Hana Kurusu stood behind Angel, seeing everything around them clearly without interfering in the slightest-they were partners, not one dependent on the other.
Angel raised a hand, and light suddenly flared at her fingertips.
Three golden pillars of light descended without a sound, their aim precise, blocking Qingxiao's left, center, and right routes of advance.
The pillars skimmed across the ground, scorching shallow marks into the concrete.
Qingxiao shifted his feet, turned sideways, stepped back, and let one brush past his shoulder, narrowly avoiding all three pillars.
He looked up at Angel in midair and ran his tongue over his back molars.
She can fly.
*A