Chapter 355: The Bitter Taste Of Helplessness
The third Fury crouched low, her broken wrist dangling, her other hand flexed like a claw.
Her breaths came in quick bursts as she stared at Lilith through the blindfold, head twitching slightly every second.
That was the rhythm of her Sight, her ability to see glimpses of the next second, predictions dancing through her brain faster than most could think.
And yet, she was afraid.
Lilith rolled her shoulders and began circling.
"I thought you were supposed to be able to see the future." Lilith said conversationally, like she wasn’t stalking her prey. "And here I was worried this would be a challenge."
The Fury hissed, blood dripping down her elbow. "I do see it. Every move, every twitch. But..."
Lilith darted forward with a flick of her wrist. A knife blurred, then another, aimed at her chest, then her thigh, then a feint at her shoulder.
The Fury twisted with unnatural grace, ducking and sidestepping each attack.
"...but you’re too fast." She muttered, parrying the final knife with a clawed finger. She could see Lilith’s moves, but Lilith could take her off guard, by moving faster than her predictions for just a second.
And in a fight such as this, a second might as well have been an eternity.
Lilith smiled.