Something was very, very wrong with this duel. He had noticed it almost instantly, but couldn't do anything to prevent the whole fight from going sideways. In fact, although it seemed as though he was holding his own and even advancing on the regal Queen, Sunny was actually scrambling to save his life every second.
This woman was just too weird!
There was something wrong with her shadow… not the harrowing, unnatural kind of wrong that he had felt before in the Dream Realm, but a very mundane kind of wrong which, nevertheless, threw him for a lop.
It was as though there was a slight disconnect between how the shadow moved and how the woman casting it moved. More than that, although Sunny watched Queen Bee's movements and footwork carefully to predict her next attacks and react to them, each time, he was ending up being slightly mistaken.
Even if he misplaced his sword by a centimeter, it was already enough to mess up the whole cadence of the fight and allow his enemy to bypass his defenses.
'How is she doing this?!'
He had to find the answer very soon, because every second that passed could potentially lead to his loss.
Sunny tried to deflect an incoming thrust, but missed by a few millimeters once again. As the result, the swift estoc slid past the blade of the Soul Serpent and stung him in the chest, sending a tremor running through his entire body. The Mantle of the Underworld protected him, but Sunny wasn't deceived.
Queen Bee was just measuring him, learning his patterns just like he was learning hers. When she achieved a sufficient level of understanding, the next attack would pierce his neck instead of ricocheting off his armor.
'Like hell…'
Gritting his teeth, he suddenly changed his style, summoning the domineering technique of Dar of the Maharana clan and applying it to the odachi. He was already losing to the slender estoc in speed, so turning the Soul Serpent into a heavy great mace was not the best choice. So, Sunny just made adjustments to the battle style on the fly.
But just as he shifted to another style… Queen Bee did the same, suddenly transforming her technique into a completely new one!
'Damn!'
They continued to fight, moving swiftly across the arena as their swords clashed against each other. Sunny was still at a disadvantage, which was only growing larger and larger as the seconds passed. Both fighters were proficient in various styles and could switch from one to another almost instantly, which made the duel especially thrilling.
The audience was going crazy.
...Sunny was going crazy, too, but for an entirely different reason.
'Think, think…'
Facing an enemy like this was a golden opportunity to enhance his comprehension of the Shadow Dance. But to do that, he first had to understand what exactly Queen Bee was doing!
Why was her shadow behaving so strangely? Why was he always mistaken when judging the precise placement of her attacks?
At some point, Sunny almost slid on the damn rose petals that littered the arena and only barely managed to keep his balance, dodging the tip of the estoc at the last second.
'Curses! Damned things! Whose bright idea was it to fill the damned arena with trash?!'
In fact, it was a miracle that neither of the two duelists had suffered from this treacherous footing already!
'A miracle… wait... a miracle?'
Dodging another lethal strike, he shifted from balanced technique to defense and glanced at Queen Bee's feet again.
From start to finish, she had not been bothered by the rose petals once.
And now that he paid attention to it…
His eyes widened.
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