Lilia's massive blood whips hovered over her back, their edged tips trained directly for my chest.
"So... You've got another trick up your sleeve. I'm somehow unsurprised," I said with a light chuckle.
"You shouldn't be surprised. Something like this is to be expected from fullkin royalty," Lilia arrogantly gestured to her blood whips. "Consider yourself lucky you got to see it before you perished."
"Oh, I do. It isn't often one gets to see a member of your kind in a fight; you fullkin prefer manipulating others into fighting your battles, so it's quite an honor!"
Lilia crossed her arms and proudly asserted, "Of course! Why waste time frolicking with oafs? It's just...so tiresome."
While Lilia shrugged in exaggerated fatigue, I averted my sights downward toward my hands, more specifically, my shield and flail.