Her metal blades floated around her, shifting and striking in perfect sync with her movements—
A dance of steel and death.
She slashed—he dodged.
She parried—he countered.
Each strike came faster. Harder. Sharper.
Dorion dodged, his body weaving through the storm of blades.
But not fast enough.
SLASH!
SLASH!
Nancy's attacks landed, cutting into his arms, legs, and torso.
Yet, each time he took a hit…
He recovered.
And with every recovery—He got stronger.
Faster.
More feral.
Nancy gritted her teeth.
Then, before she could react—Dorion lunged.
His jaws were wide, fangs bared.
He was going for her throat.
Nancy's eyes widened.
But at the last second—She reacted.
SHNK!
A metal sheet coiled around his leg and yanked him backward.
SLAM!
Dorion's body was ripped away from her, crashing into the ground.
But Nancy didn't stop there.
With a sharp motion, her floating blades converged.
WHOOSH!
WHOOSH!
