Seojun rushed in again, swinging his scythe upward. Yoora leapt back and used her chains as anchors, throwing one end into the ground and pulling herself upward like a grappling hook. In midair, she spun, swinging both scythes in wide arcs, forcing Seojun to retreat a few steps.
"You're better than I thought," Seojun muttered, eyes following her movements carefully.
Yoora grinned, twisting midair and planting one scythe into the ground again. She launched herself sideways, flipping, and used the momentum to bring the other scythe crashing down at Seojun like a falling guillotine.
He blocked, sparks flying again, and immediately countered with a swing to her midsection.
She caught the blade with her chain Then the battle changed.
Yoora couldn't fly—but she made it seem like she could.
