'Dance of the Blood Moon? Was there such a move in the Art?'
Xavier was confused about the new technique, but he didn't have time to contemplate it. The heavenly demon had already rushed in, his sword now gleaming with both red and white-gold.
Xavier took a defensive stance as he attempted to deflect the attacks, but it was futile.
*CLASH*
The first hit had broken his defense and made him slide back, but the assault did not stop there. The heavenly demon danced with the blade, relentlessly attacking Xavier with absurd angles. The dance left many visible openings, but the strength of the attacks made him unable to capitalize on those opportunities.
Xavier could only helplessly defend.
"Witness, arrogant child. This is the True Demonic Arts! How dare you attach a preposterous label such as 'Supreme' to your crude sacrificial arts?! I'll not kill you so easily, I'll burn my legacy into your very soul!"
