Schleya slashed the Villa Master with her twin blades, bringing down her might without concern for the blood rust that was plunging on her. Her curved blades passed through the Villa Master's neck to his waists, leaving an x-line. However, Schleya didn't feel much feedback, instantly adopting the decision to retreat.
*Whoosh!~*
Schleya maneuvered the crimson dust that swirled like a typhoon all over the skies. However, no matter how she tried to escape this gust of crimson dust, she couldn't see an end to it. Simultaneously, a tinge of pain erupted in her fingers, causing her to narrow her brows and see her flesh turn purple as though rotting. Even her crimson blades displayed signs of rotting as they were visibly rusting.
"You might have become a Law Rune Stage Powerhouse, but your body is still weak. The blood dust scattered around you will cause your own flesh and blood to rust, just like iron rusting into nothing."
