"What beautiful swordsmanship. Much better than the swordsmen I met before." Doma did not even move his feet. Waving his iron fans with both hands, he effortlessly blocked every one of Kanae's attacks. Countless ice chips flew as the fan ribs collided with her blade.
"But it's useless. In my realm of ice and snow, the faster you breathe, the faster your lungs freeze. You're already dead."
Smiling, Doma suddenly thrust his iron fan forward, breaking straight through Kanae's defense. Its sharp ribs carried an extreme chill as they slashed viciously toward her pale neck.
I can't dodge it!
My body's frozen stiff. I'm a full beat too slow!
A trace of despair flashed in Kanae's eyes. At that instant, what flashed through her mind was actually the back of the boy who had stood in front of her in that dark alley, holding a broken wooden stick.
"Rokuya..."
At that critical instant.
BOOOOM!!!
An earth-shattering, deafening crash came from the top of the main hall!
The entire sturdy wooden roof exploded as though struck by a meteor from beyond the heavens! Countless broken pieces of wood and roof tiles were instantly ground to dust in midair by a terrifying silver-blue storm!
Amid the debris and ice chips flying through the air, a figure like a demon god descended from the sky, trailing violent currents of air powerful enough to tear space apart!
"You dare lay a hand on my woman?!"
A roar filled with utter fury and savage killing intent exploded above the Paradise Cult. Even the ice mist that froze everything was forcibly torn open by the terrifying sound wave, leaving an enormous rift!
Rokuya had arrived.
That furious roar, accompanied by an earth-shaking explosion, erupted like thunder from clear skies and instantly ripped apart the luxurious, sturdy