Chapter 262: Arc 4, Act II, - 107: Dancing in the Rain
Her sparking blonde ponytail whipped back, lightning jumping off of each strand. A purple flash. "Blast!!" Not her lightning but the thunder that came from above; the clouds gathered and the howling winds abruptly stopped.
She panted, holding her blade to the side while she glared to her opponent. The Rainstorm Slasher had no blades in his grasp and instead lifted his arms, summoning forth two giant serpent-like waves from the ground beside her.
Another jet of water emerged in between her feet to blast her upwards. With a huff and a spark in her step, Jotou leapt forward, away from the- "FWOOSH!" Another fountain spouted to where she jumped.
Her head lurched back, her foot not fast enough. She was caught in the current, jetted up by a leg. "CRASH!" "CRASH!" The serpent-like waves collided into her, thrashing her through one another.
The water fizzled with her electricity as it whipped her out, sending her flying, "NGH! AH!" into the side of the wall. "GH..." she gritted her teeth, the sparks across her form fading. Bruises formed to the right side of her head while she sat back up.
Rain’s magic dissipated into thin air. He glanced to the battered blonde and stood tall. The first drop fell, hitting the ground, then the next.
Tiny little drumbeats, not too heavy and only a light drizzle. Each drop releasing from the sky into a symphony of rain. Each drop hit his armour, trickling down the slick, patterned surface.
Through his helmet he inhaled the scent of petrichor. Whilst his water had made the earth damp, many spots were still dry; seemingly his magic emerged and dissipated like it had not touched the ground at all.
Pure rain; a storm he did not summon. He exhaled, taking one step, then the next. Jotou glanced up, her gaze a little blurry through her fluttering lashes.
Bits of rain dripped off her bangs; she watched Rain amble towards her fallen form while a blade formed in his hand. ’Get up, get up, get up!’
’You think I’m not trying?’
She took a deep breath, the same smell entering her lungs. In the corner of her eye, behind the elite soldier approaching her were pillars... without two people who were there before...?