Once again, Rein readied his swords. He didn't know what the chance of the mystic skill's activation was, but that didn't matter. This was his only way of winning, as, in his current state, none of his attacks could even damage her.
"That look in your eyes… You are prepared for death, aren't you?" She asked, hoisting the two shields up to her shoulders.
"No, I'm not. I can't die yet," he answered, then suddenly sprung forward from his position, both swords in his hands as he ran in headfirst.
"You say that, though you're foolishly running into your death," she adjusted her stance, blocking off all sides from which Rein could attack. "Come then!"
