Chapter 840 – My Dimension, My Rules
Yue twisted mid-air, water spiraling around her form like armor, lightning dancing along its surface.
She didn't move like someone who had been imprisoned for five centuries.
She moved like something ancient finally allowed to stretch.
Her silver hair flared outward as wind gathered beneath her feet. A flick of her wrist summoned a blade of compressed water so thin it sang. The first assassin lunged from her left, blade angled toward her ribs.
She rotated effortlessly.
The water blade slid through his shoulder joint.
Clean.
Precise.
Not dramatic.
Blood followed a second later.
He screamed as his arm separated mid-air, tumbling with the detached limb before crashing into stone.
Lux didn't intervene.
He watched.
Arms loose at his sides. Wings half-folded.
Evaluating.
'She's not raw power,' he assessed. 'She's controlled devastation.'
