Chapitre 281: The White Crow

The air around Raven crackled with a palpable intensity as she leaned her upper body forward with both swords extended behind her.

Whoosh!

In a single light line of motion, her body moved with a new fluidity, her blades weaving a deadly dance that blurred the lines between attack and defense, shimmering with a faint but beautiful and pristine white light.

Krullgath barely had time to react as Raven launched forward.

Her swords had quickly become extensions of a furious whirlwind, striking from multiple angles in rapid succession.

Soul essence surrounded her like a swirling cloth, and her strikes birthed persistent crows… biting endlessly on him, it was as if each strike of hers had been given an existential essence of their own.

Her Crows however, instead of black were… white?