What is this–?! I can't see it! The light–what is this light?! Radueriel questioned.
Though he found his answer as he looked towards the sky, finding more of the constellation-like lights forming: it was the residual flash left in the trail of the woman's attacks.
It was too fast–it in actuality moved at a different degree of speed, taking a different form–combining delayed impacts with flashing, unmatched speed.
A singular hit didn't amount to much, but dozens of the sharp-ended impacts pelted against his body, leaving dozens of shallow holes in his flesh as blood seeped onto his golden-brown skin.
"...Enough…!"
Radueriel flexed his entire body, brute forcing past the unholy element infecting his body as he forced a release of holy energy outwards, stopping the assault.