Chapitre 811: Flurry

Kaori gripped one of her sickles, whipping her hand outward. The chain that connected the two seemed to magically lengthen. By the time Ryu had reacted, the second blade had already appeared before his throat. 

Ryu's grin didn't fade, only becoming wider. Everything in this world was slow to him. Catching him off guard while his gaze was trained on you? Wasn't that nothing more than a fantasy?

CLANG!

Ryu's silver blade appeared before him, deflecting the sickle away. A sturdy sword light enveloped it, giving the weaker weapon a strength one could have never expected from a treasure of the mere Black Grade. 

Ryu's arm trembled. Despite the casual flare of Kaori's actions, the power behind it was impossible to deny. To make Ryu of all people able to feel the strength of her body… it could only be said that Ryu was immediately intrigued. 

Feeling a fiery gaze on his, Ryu turned his head to find Sephare staring intently at him.