The crisp clash of blades rang out beneath the neon night sky. Su Sui's offensive pressed in step by step, the Great Tachi lifted high and chopping down with the force of a thousand pounds. A Willow Leaf Blade rested lightly on the fingertips of Four-leaf Phoenix Tree's hand, tracing a cross in front of his chest. In the storm of blades and sword-light, the two weapons crashed and contested; at first you could still see the trajectory of their moves, but soon there was only a rain of sparks and afterimages, the whistling wind etching shallow marks into the walls.
The silver-haired girl's figure leaped across the gap between buildings, diving down into the neon abyss. Her long silver hair whipped wildly in the gale, the black trench coat flaring with it, ashes drifting past the pale red of her gaze.
