"Damn you, lowborn scum."
As the dust cleared, Manmaiya emerged with her clothes in tatters and blood seeping from her entire body. She swung the long staff called "Fate's Judgment" and charged at Huang Zhong.
She knew full well that within Huang Zhong's temporal domain, she held no advantage in ranged attacks. Only by fighting him up close, using the Fate-Fate Fruit's blessing of "luck" on herself and its curse of "misfortune" on her enemy, could she break the stalemate. Surely Huang Zhong could not be so skilled at archery and just as formidable in close combat.
"Oh? Finally giving up those feeble ranged attacks and switching to close combat? Then let me show you my blade work, you little runt." Huang Zhong's voice boomed like a great bell. "You'll be the first person in this world to witness it."
Azure ripples of Dialga's power spread from his entire body to the long blade strapped to his back. Within ten meters of Huang Zhong, ice fragments hung suspended and waves stood still, as though time had collapsed into an independent stream.
Manmaiya sneered and tapped her staff against the ground. The space swept by its shadow twisted into web-like threads of fate. "Old man, no matter how powerful your Power of Time is, can you sever a 'predestined' ending? Your ending is destined to be death!"
Manmaiya moved like lightning, becoming a streak of black light as she charged at Huang Zhong. The long staff, "Fate's Judgment," whistled through the air as she brought it crashing down. Huang Zhong remained unhurried. With a slight shift of his feet and a flicker of his figure, he evaded the vicious strike. At the same time, he drew the long blade at his waist and swept its blunt back toward Manmaiya.
Manmaiya dodged