Ren leaped backward in a blur, his body moving with unnatural precision as he activated the Huntress's Domain, the ability he'd claimed from Kyouka now flowing through him like second nature.
The air around him shimmered faintly as a simple domain expanded outward, turning the cramped room into his personal hunting ground. Every twitch of muscle, every shift in weight, felt perfect, instinctive.
He dodged the golden threads that Lan Jia had woven through the air like a spider's web, slipping between them as if they moved in slow motion.
But Lan Jia didn't press the attack.
She simply stood there, arms folded beneath her ample chest, a sweet, poisonous smile curving her lips. Her golden eyes gleamed with amusement, like a cat watching a mouse realize the trap was already sprung.
Ren's stomach twisted. He knew that look. She was planning something, and whatever it was, it wouldn't be good.
