บท 384: Falls Style

Jilniya's eyes narrowed. "You overestimate yourself."

What happened next was so sudden that no one could have expected it. It was hard to imagine that beauty who elicited the feeling of care and protection in them all would suddenly surge forward and attack without warning. 

In one instant, Jilniya was like a delicate flower in a vase. In the next, she was a pouncing panther, her slender legs exploding with undeniable power and strength. 

The Sword Monstress responded as quickly as it seemed humanly possible, raising her sword like a shield across her body. 

Jilniya's palm shot forward like a venomous serpent, slamming against the spine of the great sword. 

BANG!

The Sword Monstress' body convulsed. It was just a single palm, but it felt as though she had been hit three times continuously. 

A surge of concentric wind ricocheted off the side of her sword, sending her sliding across the ground.