"..." I advance with my sword against him; the angel dodges, only to be struck by my wing, which carves a deep gash into his left arm. Unlike real wings, mine are magic—and like any magic, they can be used to attack.
"[Fallen-Slaying Blade]" He unleashes a spell that fires a blue slash toward me. I try to block it with my sword but am violently thrown back by the attack, which is far stronger than I expected.
''...'' I disperse the attack with a swift motion of my sword as he lunges forward, aiming to impale me. I block with my sword's guard, trying to redirect the strike, but he lands a knee to my chin—too fast for me to evade.
"..." I create some distance, spitting out the blood that pooled in my mouth from the blow.
'How inconvenient...' From afar, he fires a volley of golden arrows at me. I evade them, moving side to side at extreme speed.
