I blocked with the sword, jumping away in a roll and then coming up again only to et two more swords. Every place I turned there were clones ready to attack. They were giving absolutely no room to back up or strategize. I had taken several cuts and struggled even to use a quick heal before being cut again. At this point, I was shrugging off such minor pain. The one thing this dungeon had done, after feeling the pain of death over and over again, my tolerance had increased significantly.
“Watch out! She’s using a fire blade!”
“What’s a fire blade?”
One of their blades ignited on fire, and then they waved the sword. The fire left the sword and ca out as a strike made of pure fire.
“Don’t block it, the fire will just breakthrough and hit you in the face!”
“Darn it!” I leaped away again, taking a nasty strike on the shoulder by one of the other clones.
I was taking Alysia’s advice the best I could. After all, who knew her skill layout better than herself? She was able to predict what they were doing and when they were going to do it better than anyone else. Her words were the only reason I was able to stay on top of these doppelgangers.
“What’s going on with your soul attack?” I demanded.
“It’s not as easy as it looks! I barely even know how I turned into a hamr. I’m trying to figure it out.”
“Oh, crap!”
Things just turned from bad to worse. As I was backed into a wall of the coliseum, all five of them ignited their blades at the sa ti. They all brought their swords down, coming at every angle, and making it impossible for to dodge. I was going to have to take several of the blade cuts directly.
“Deek!” Alysia called out with alarm.
I raised her and helplessly struck out. At that mont, the sword in my hands glowed blue for just a second. It seed to almost look like two swords, a translucent blue superimposed over the original sword. As it struck the fire blades, they broke in half and then dissipated away before hitting . Three blades were destroyed in an instant, and the remaining two I was able to dodge.
“What was that?” I asked. “Didn’t you say these blades were unblockable?”
“They… they’re supposed to be! Even if you cut the fla, it will continue! Unless…”
“Unless?”
“I didn’t cut the blade! I cut the mana!”
“The mana?” My eyes widened.
“That’s it! I can cut anything! I’m not a physical blade, I’m anything I need to be. It’s not just about changing my physical form, it’s about manifesting and cutting through energy!”
“I don’t get it, but you can cut spells, right?”
“Not just spells! With enough practice, I should be able to cut only what I want. I can cut a soul free from the body without hurting the physical form, cut a person’s ability to access mana, even cut dungeon monster’s access to miasma.” She spoke excitedly as she considered the possibilities.
“Alysia, I’m really glad you’re having an epiphany here, but it’s getting kind of desperate here!” I cried, out, taking two more cuts as I desperately blocked the doppelgangers converging on .
“Right! Do it! Attack them all!”
“Alright! I’ll do it!”
The sword began to glow a black image much like the mana image. With a roar, I did a wide sweep of my blade. To my surprise, it cut right through all of the girls. It went through their blades, their armor, and their bodies without even a bit of resistance. When I completed the arc, I felt an unimaginable pain, but what confused was that the girls and their swords were completely fine. There was no damage to their bodies or swords at all.
However, as I instinctively crouched in pain, all five girls collapsed to the ground, dead, just like their strings had been cut.
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