Sylas was inwardly shocked. This world had surprised him many times, but this was truly the first time his understanding of the world seemed to have overturned.
He was certain that this blade had driven right through her head. He wasn't enough of a fool to take something so important for granted.
That meant that either this woman had just come back from the dead, or something even more inexplicable than that had just occurred.
Unfortunately, Sunniva wasn't going to give him the time to try and figure it out.
The blades that dotted her body flashed out and formed a net around the already small space. They circled around in odd, hard-to-grasp patterns before attacking in a rhythm that was hard to track.
At the same time, Sunniva seemed to weave in and out of them as though they were a part of her. She closed the distance, not allowing him the chance to try and escape.
Sylas' gaze flickered. He was certain. Just now, one of the daggers had gone through Sunniva's body.
'Is this telekinesis? No, it can't be...'
Sylas barely dodged a blade, but a deep wound was drawn across his back. His healing factor seemed to lag as there was a violent, shredding sort of Aether left lingering behind.
Without a choice, Sylas summoned as many pieces of General Aleen's armor as he could sustain, clashing with these blades as he tried to deal with Sunniva's relentless strikes.
She was exceptionally skilled. It felt like she had been playing with blades since she left her mother's womb, and considering she was a core member of the Ravenclaws, maybe that was precisely the truth.
The wounds on Sylas' body were only becoming more numerous, and he had had a close shave with death more than a single time.
'... I see...'
Sylas seemed to finally understand after several exchanges.
This wasn't telekinesis; this must be a rare Class-based skill or something of the sort. The blades weren't real.
Well, they were real enough to cut into him. But the point was that their blades weren't formed of metal, but rather Aether. By some special method, these Aether blades were made to look like real blades.
The reason Sunniva wasn't dead despite one driving through her head was that she could make herself immune. She had allowed Sylas to think that she was dead despite having perfect control of the situation, before attacking, gaining the initiative, and pressing it.
Unfortunately, understanding didn't make things much easier. That was because the moment she saw that Sylas had an understanding, she became even more brazen.
She no longer hid the fact that the blades could pass through her body, and her flood of attacks became more relentless and violent.
Even so, there was a flicker of shock in her eyes. There were very few people that could possibly last so long against her in such close quarters, and from what she could tell, at least on average, Sylas' Physical stats were weaker than her own.
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