In the nick of time, Raven prepared herself for the toughest defense she could muster.
She buried her entire strength beneath her feet and stood strong in pressuring anticipation of whether or not she would be able to withstand the force of getting blasted away like a weightless wood.
It wasn't that she was being reckless in any way. She had a plan and, sadly, this was her plan.
Her eyes shone with a dangerous ferocity as the monster—with its step destroying the ground—approached her and slung its trident forward.
Raven shot forward her hand, pushing one leg behind herself. She blocked the strike like a formidable metal wall meant to block out titans.
Then she threw her sword hand backward and muttered something inaudibly.
Immediately, Raven felt light coursing through her veins like liquid fire.
Her entire body shimmered with a soft golden glow, one that made her look like the personification of a heavenly existence.
