As she waves the fan in her hand, a raging tempest of wind and lightning starts forming around her, the terrifying force coming out of the gale she produces causing the entirety of the copies surrounding herself to get pulled towards there, eventually getting butchered by the powerful attack without even managing to fight against it.
Meanwhile, the maidenly beauty who doesn't even seem to be bothered seeing exact replicas of herself being massacred under her own might, merely stands right in the middle of such a terrifying attack, not even a single bit bothered by the devastating attack that she let out, her face even showing a bit of relief seeing that no one among all of the copies of herself stands a chance against her.
