Troubling Winds

A curved blade slashed past Clara's body. The sheer sound of the deadly blade slicing through the air left Ellia and the others feeling alarmed beyond compare.

They were already on high alert, expecting someone to make a move but never did they expect an attack from the inside, catching them off-guard. The elders also didn't expect it.

*Puchi!~*

A crimson-robed figure landed on the ground while holding a curved blade in her hand, whose tip seemed to be covered in blood, but it was rapidly burning and evaporating as though it was being used up.

"Blood Pledge Arts: Reaper's Lock."

Chains swarmed Clara and wrapped themselves around her. She shook intensely, trying to get rid of them but also trembled as though resisting her own instincts.

"Big sis Schleya, what are you doing!?"

Tia yelled out, appearing before Schleya as she wrapped her arms around her.