After finally running into Doma, if he let him return completely intact, wouldn't Kanzaki Kumo have come for nothing?
After their brief standoff, Kanzaki Kumo's condition immediately changed.
The hot breath from his mouth and nose met the cold wind of the early spring night, turning into drifting clouds of white mist.
Because of the Transparent World, Doma could not sense exactly what had changed in Kanzaki Kumo, but his instinctive sense of danger was screaming warnings.
Even Kanzaki Kumo's earlier surprise attack had failed to trigger Doma's instinctive warning, so he had only made the one response available to him when the blade appeared before his eyes-summoning the ice crystal bodhisattva to forcibly drive the enemy back.
But now, although Kanzaki Kumo was still standing opposite him, the alarm of danger had already sounded.
Without thinking about the reason at all, Doma followed his instincts and did everything he could.
"Blood Demon Art: Crystalline Divine Child."
"Blood Demon Art: Fierce Cold White Princess."
"Blood Demon Art: Winter Icicles."
Three miniature ice replicas of Doma closed in on Kanzaki Kumo from the left, center, and right.
Two enormous ice lotuses bloomed, revealing the forms of innocent maidens at their centers. They closed their eyes and opened their mouths, blowing out an all-enveloping cold current.
Dozens of sharp icicles fell from the sky toward Kanzaki Kumo's position.
At some point, the ice crystal bodhisattva nearby had moved behind Kanzaki Kumo, raising its hand and bringing its palm down toward his back.
In a single thought, four lethal attacks launched at once. This was already Doma's limit.
Yet he continued staring fixedly at Kanzaki Kumo, who seemed to stand motionless on the rooftop, because the warning of danger showed no sign of subsiding.
Doma could not understand. Under an assault like this,