Mythshaper

Chapter 41: Fight

The girls didn’t waste any time posing after they agreed to a fight. Well, Aleya certainly didn’t. Her legs sprang as she thrust towards Rosalyn, her sword poised for a high swing.

My aunt, however, remained in her original spot, looking unimpressed. It was only when Aleya was ten paces away that Rosalyn’s influence spread forward. Thin blue threads of essence leapt from her form almost instantly, weaving together to form a jagged ice projectile before hurtling towards Aleya.

The Magistratus’s daughter had no choice but to lurch sideways, avoiding being blasted by the attack. Unfortunately for her, the icy assault was only just beginning.

Under my stupefied gaze, eight thick braids of essence threaded out from my aunt’s fingers. Each braid was composed of eight threads, and each braid formed its own jagged ice arrow before she thrust them at her opponent, her arms moving fluidly. I was amazed at how easily my aunt was able to trace Aleya’s movements and adjust her area of influence along.

“Blighted ashes!” Aleya cursed before bolting into a dash in the other direction, undoing all the distance she had covered. Even then, she barely avoided the ice arrows. Her sword movements were as fluid as her footwork, but even that couldn’t protect her from all the projectiles coming at her simultaneously. One of them smashed into her leg, though thankfully it didn’t pierce her. The weave shattered, disintegrating the ice on contact.

The impact did throw off her balance, with a groan of the pain that followed. Aleay gritted her teeth in grim determination and lunged to her feet. Her pupils narrowed, glowing with a reddish glint.

In the time it took her to do that, Rosalyn had already formed another collection of ice arrows, still standing in her original spot.

The ice attacks shot towards Aleya once again, but this time she managed far better than before. Her lean form flowed through the air, either dodging the projectiles or breaking them apart with her sword. With each movement, she drew closer to Rosalyn.

That seemed to be of no concern to my aunt. There wasn’t even the slightest twitch in her expression. In the next instant, I realised why.

The Weight she exhibited so far doubled, and her ice arrows radiated a far more menacing power, accelerating towards her opponent. It was almost too swift for me to notice it, but it looked like she used the Empower weave on her ice arrows.

“Your Heightened Perception lets you anticipate my attacks,” Rosalyn said, a quirk at the corner of her lips. “Let’s see if your body can keep up with your anticipation.”