Purification
Sophia was accumulating minor injuries at a rapid pace during her exchange with Sarah. The only reason she had not kicked the bucket so far was Shadow's constant interference whenever Sarah gained an advantage. Sophia gasped as Sarah's dagger bit into her leg, drawing a steady stream from her. Almost at the same time, a shadowy scythe emerged from Sarah's rear, forcing her to escape once again.
Her brows knitted in frustration as she watched the blade slice through the now empty space that her waist had just recently occupied. 'If I lose my concentration for even a moment, that'll be the end of me.' Sophia was enough of a headache as it was. The faster reactions that she held due to being a vampire allowed her to barely keep tabs on Sarah. Allowing her to defend against four out of five blows.