"Cute," Yan Rui purred.
Victor gritted his teeth and conjured wind gales, sending sharp, invisible strikes from multiple angles.
She tilted her head and extended a finger. Pink, misty energy flowed around her and took the form of illusionary but sturdy blooming flowers.
They caught the wind blades like steel catching feathers.
She retaliated with a flick of her wrist.
Vines of seductive, dark-red energy burst forth from the floor like snakes, lashing at Victor's limbs. He summoned a burst of frost from his palm—Frost Bloom Palm—freezing the tendrils mid-air and shattering them with a spin kick.
He didn't get a second to breathe.
Yan Rui appeared behind him, almost like she had just teleported and slashed with her long-nailed fingers covered in glowing runes.
Victor activated Phantom Mirage Step, disappearing and reappearing five feet away in a blur.
His breathing was already heavier.
