"You have committed a grave mistake by burning your blood. I will make sure you suffer great pain for it!" she roared at me with all the anger in the world and attacked.
The saber moved silvery grey mist coming off it and reached me, in fractions of seconds.
CLANNNNG!
Her saber hit mine, and I felt the same power, and this time, it had sent me back, bloodied and broken.
It's not like the power of my blood is weak, but the power, she had harnessed from that silvery grey hexagon is so great that even burning my blood isn't enough to fight equally.
I am not bringing the full power of my blood, but even if I had. It wouldn't be enough to fight equally.
So, I am only burning the amount of blood, I need. It will help me last longer and if I survive, then recover faster.
CLANNNNG CLANNNNG CLANNNNG
I was just thinking that, when she hit me with another attack and then another and then another, without wasting even a fraction of a second.
