Qin Feng's instincts kicked in as she saw the first blade cutting through the air. Her hands moved in a circular motion, channeling what little qi she could muster under the imperial arrays' suppression. A whirlwind materialized around their group, its force just strong enough to deflect the incoming knife.
"Keep them in play!" Qin Ru's voice rang out across the dining hall.
Understanding flashed between the sisters. Qin Feng adjusted her technique, maintaining the whirlwind's rotation while carefully controlling its strength. Instead of deflecting the incoming barrage of knives, she allowed them to be caught in the spinning current of air. The light weapons danced in the vortex around them, creating a deadly barrier of spinning metal.
Qin Ru reached out with her own qi, her fingers weaving through the air as she infused each spinning blade with a thin coating of poison. Even with the arrays dampening her power, she managed to apply enough venom to incapacitate.
