Chapter 31 - 28: Dance With Death
The moment the Twin Marionettes vanished, Ellen barely had a second to react.
Then—pain.
A sharp, slicing sensation ripped across her side as one of them appeared beside her, its bladed leg carving through the air like a guillotine. Before she could even register the hit, the other one struck from behind, its saw-like tutu spinning as it grazed her shoulder. Blood splattered against the cold floor of Section 6's base.
Too fast.
Ellen stumbled backward, her instincts screaming at her to move, but the twins gave her no time to recover. They twirled in unison, their blade-like limbs carving through the air with deadly precision. Every movement was fluid, elegant—an intricate dance of death.
She barely blocked the next strike, her weapon clashing against the black Marionette's leg. Sparks flew as the force sent her skidding backward. But before she could counter, the white one spun low, its leg sweeping toward her ankles.
Ellen jumped, narrowly avoiding getting her feet sliced off, but mid-air was exactly where they wanted her. The moment she left the ground, both of them launched forward, their bodies twisting as they delivered a synchronized kick. The impact hit her like a sledgehammer, sending her crashing through the wall.
Ellen coughed violently, dust and debris filling her lungs as she forced herself to stand. Every nerve in her body screamed in protest. She wiped the blood from her mouth, gripping her weapon tighter.
This wasn't a fight anymore this was survival.