As if my calculations were right, it reached the mouth of the sculpture just as it was about to shoot its own barrage of attacks.
And...
Just then, a familiar presence brushed against my senses. Just as warm as ever, but unpredictable.
"Muna."
I turned slightly just as she flew into the arena. Her silver swayed in the wind, and her eyes gleamed with a quiet challenge.
A faint smirk tugged at her lips as her hand rested on the hilt of her sword.
"Muna..." I called again. "This was not the agreement."
"In situations of this kind, agreement is void," she said softly. "Father used to say that while his presence lasted."
Before I could respond, she moved. Her sword left its sheath in a flash, infused with mana sparkling along its edges.
I turned quickly to see that the serpent statues had paused, with my sword stuck in the mouth of the statue I had shot.
Then, with a swing, she sent a crescent of glowing energy slicing toward me in diagonals of X-form.
