With a swift, elegant flick of her Frostschatten, Bella once again unleashes Blossom of the Frozen Requiem upon me.
In an instant, thousands of glass-like petals materialize, shooting toward me. Each petal is imbued with the devastating cutting power of her legendary-grade sword, glimmering like fragments of ice in the air.
Yes, I could move. I could easily leap out of the way, close the distance, and strike her down before she finishes the attack. I'm faster now—much faster.
But I don't.
I choose not to.
I want this.
I've been waiting for another chance to witness the Blossom of the Frozen Requiem.
