Watching Sil continue charging forward, Champ found it utterly unbelievable. He knew his Imperial Armament better than anyone. That ball could destroy most buildings outright... How could she possibly be unscathed?
He had no time to dwell on it. Two more small spheres appeared in his hand, and he hurled them at the approaching Sil. When they exploded, they carried flames and ice... the Flame Orb and Ice Orb.
However...
Just as the two spheres were about to hit Sil, her footing suddenly shifted. Her body turned into an afterimage in an unbelievable manner, effortlessly evading the incoming attacks.
Sil had learned dual-wielding from Rita. Although Rita could hardly be said to have any experience with dual-wielding, all paths led to the same destination. Dual-wielding was merely one form of swordsmanship, and as a master of the blade, she could teach Sil all the same.
But unlike others, Rita taught in a more conventional, less rigid style. Over the years, Sil had developed her own unique understanding of dual-wielding, gradually forming her own school... It could also be called... her own style.
A school of her own!
Her ethereal, unpredictable footwork paired with instant-kill attacks placed Sil among the best in the Blade of Immortality squad.
Sil's movements were light and fluid... a beautiful sight to behold. But Champ certainly wasn't enjoying it.
However... a crafty expression appeared on Champ's ugly clown face. His Imperial Armament was far more than a collection of bombs with different attributes!
At that moment, Sil's heart skipped a beat. With her powerful sixth sense, she sensed deadly danger behind her. She decisively abandoned her attack and dove to the ground.
The instant Sil hit the ground, the two Flame Orbs and Ice Orbs Champ had thrown earlier flew back from behind her... launching a