With precision and grace, Ixion (Veritas) stepped around as if hovering a half step off the ground.
Well, that's because he was.
Beneath his feet, a second pool of Aether formed an invisible platform, perfectly balanced.
That was the first step of the Blade Waltz.
The fighting style of the Artoris family, which combined the finesse of ballroom dancing and the brutality of savagery.
Reina charged and sent another cross swipe at Ixion.
'This is gonna be one nasty headache.'
Ixion batted the pipe away. Then, like flowing water, his pipe carried through the air and found its way to her side.
Naturally, he'd withheld the blow from anywhere close to his full power, as he'd simply eviscerate her if he didn't. But the force was still enough to knock Reina off her feet and probably crack a few ribs.
Ixion steadied his stance as he looked down at Reina, who was staggering to her feet.
"Where's the eloquence?"
