Celeste placed more power and tightened her grip on the shaft of the polearm. In the next moment, the very tip of the polearm went straight through his palm. However, what was weird was that even with that, not a single drop of blood flooded out from his wound.
Her eyes narrowed a little, and also confused, she did not waste the great opportunity. She pulled out her polearm and swept it across from the side. The strike landed cleanly, and just as she thought that she had already cleaved him into two, the mysterious dark mist surrounded him again.
In the blink of an eye, Zelkara reappeared several meters away. When Celeste looked again, the wounds that she had created had already vanished, as though they had never existed.
"Damn it… what the hell is that mist?" she whispered under her breath.
