148 – Cold Truth
And finally, she thrust her sword into me. I ducked with that strike. Then, a barrage of stab attacks came at me.
I kicked her leg, forcing her to fall. As I was about to continue my attacks, she kept trying to stab at me from all sides.
It's impressive she can make attacks like that while lying down.
She then rolled backward, making her stand up again. Even a move like that is full of grace when done by her.
Now it's my turn to attack. I gave a combination of punches and kicks. And again, she made her evasive moves also look like a dance. The way she ducks, arches her body, or jumps in various directions is pleasing to the eye.
She counterattacked, and I caught her blade using the hand-heating skill I had just got. Yes, my hand glows orange like embers, exactly like my opponent's weapon.
She gasped hard, froze for a second, then snapped. "How could you do something like that!?"
I lowered the weapon. She tried to fight back, but her strength was below mine.