[Twisting Gale Thrust!]
[Fluttering Night Dance!]
*BANG! BANG!*
*FWOOSH!*
Sieger thrusted his rapier forward, firing off two twisting gale spears that had almost pierced through Zhen Yue, but the latter had used a mysterious movement art that allowed her to float like an owl in the moonlight and deftly avoided the incoming attacks. The two shots of pressurized wind, left sizable holes in the tiles behind her.
"Gotta admit, I always thought the architecture of your clans's home was rather silly," Sieger said as he readied his rapier once more, "all these low walls, these unusually flat roof tops and weirdly open hallways. Turns out they make excellent battlegrounds."
"Why thank you. I'll be sure to the send architect your compliments, when I give them your fucking head," Zhen Yue threatened in a surprisingly eloquent voice. Sieger didn't notice it, but the silvery tattoos that were covering Zhen Yue's body were slowly becoming more and more defined as the battle went on.
