"YOU'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!!!" The lady's voice rang out with a chilling finality as her body floated gracefully in the air like a divine moon goddess. Her form was as flawless as a statue, seemingly sculpted with exquisite care over centuries. Her breathtaking pink eyes complemented the crescent moon symbol on her forehead, amplifying her beauty and mystique.
"Damn it! She escaped! Get her!" barked the group leader, his alarmed tone betraying his panic. Assuming a battle stance, he chanted, "Wind Blades!" The surrounding air churned chaotically before condensing into the razor-sharp shapes of blades.
Without hesitation, he launched the attack toward her, hoping to gain the upper hand.
As the blades surged through the air, the rest of the group sprang into action. They leaped skyward, ascending even higher than the floating pink-haired woman, their attacks coordinated with brutal precision.
*Swish!*
