"Blade of the Gale! Strike!"
Tana's status as a mentor within the Holy Abyss Academy wasn't merely ornamental.
The resolute and decisive woman wasn't about to let those mercenaries slip away.
With a deft flick of her wrist, Tana tossed her dagger into the air.
Her ten pristine fingers fluttered like a swarm of delicate butterflies, summoning a deep blue glow.
Anemo energies converged, and with a resonating hum, the sharp essence of the Anemo transformed into hundreds of blade-like projections.
With a graceful sweep of Tana's hand, the blades tore through the air, roaring towards the scattering mercenaries.
To the astonishment of Howard and the others, the blades effortlessly pierced and tore through the bodies of the fleeing adversaries.
Screams of agony echoed, one after the other.
The mercenaries fell in succession, their bodies twitching in their death throes.
