Her bloodline stimulated to new heights. Her body grew an entire foot, her bust and hips becoming even more exaggerated. But, her skin became as black as charcoal and her eyes began to glow with a yellow, feline light. Still, her most shocking transformation were her hands. In that instant, her nails became sharp claws stretching outward at least six inches.
The muscles in her forearms bulged as she swung downward, one hand toward the line of qi, and another toward the sleek black arrow.
'That's unfortunate.' Dyon said with a light smile. '[Qi Line] is a pincer attack.'
By the time Eleven realized this truth, the first line of qi was already upon her. At that same instant, Fifteen realized that she had been so worried about the front, that she completely forgot to cover her own back.
'Dammit!' Fifteen grit her teeth.
