Illusion? The moment the platinum eyes of the Lightning Girl flickered with a trace of cold light, she saw Ben's illusion in mid-air advancing toward her, thrusting a sword.
"Huh? This isn't an illusion, it's a magic clone!" Owena's voice showed slight surprise as she stepped back to avoid the sword, curiously asking, "Is this brilliant swordsmanship your own creation?"
Ben did not respond. Wind Queen Nine Luminaries instantly formed four or five clones, each launching an attack, as if Ben's swordsmanship had formed a heavy shadow around the Lightning Girl.
"Che, do you think this is enough to win?"
The Lightning Girl sneered coldly, parrying all the attacks with a clang, never using her right hand. She then swung her spear horizontally, sending a crescent arc through the air like a spinning dance.
"This opening move... Steel Scale's Dragon Tooth Slash!"
