*CLAANG!!*
A ruby knife clashed against a blood sword, Valentine grit his teeth and his legs sank deep inside the tile floor, crushing it due to the sheer strength of the maiden.
"HOW LONG DO YOU THINK YOU WILL BE ABLE TO RUN!?"
The blood lady smirked with savageness, she can't wait to sink her fangs inside that flesh of his, they have been looking for him, for a long time...
'There is no water, there is no fire... moreover, how did they find me!?'
The man knows he needs to fight her until rendering her unable to move, otherwise, it is impossible to outrun her who is faster and more nimble, however... now, compared to the forest, there is a greater advantage.
"I'd rather fight three of you than those shadows from before." He smirked confidently, their abilities are ages apart, and he can feel her adapting to his style; but... how can she completely adapt to a 'style' that flows like a river without cause.
