1074 Demon Sage Tower 3 (1/2)
The forces of the Flame Rebirth and Fiery Lotus sect were being steadily pushed back. It had been nearly four hours by now had passed and the ground that the Flaming Lily Sect army had made up was nearly at 95% already. All that was left was to secure the entrance and claim dominance of the tower by taking its top floor.
Gale and Rubrum had long since lost their cool. It was clear to them that Caedlum and Arios were no longer trying to win, but were rather stalling.
At the same time, their 10th ranked juniors were in tough fights of their own. Ava and Thor took the front lines, eagerly seeking out fights of their own. Unlike the long time Demon Generals, the two of them weren't very used to the battlefield, so the veterans had taken a step back for them. The more the new Demon Generals thrived, the better results they'd have in the future.
The 10th ranked disciple of the Flame Rebirth sect sweated profusely as she faced Ava's twin blades. They were slightly shorter than her elder brother's, but just as deadly.
The most shocking part about her battle was that body constantly shone a blinding silver light. At times, her body would become as reflective as a mirror, giving her an ethereal beauty that made those in the distance sigh with admiration.
Ava's blazing red her danced as her body weaved, nimbly dodging the palm strikes of her opponent.
'What is going on! Why does fighting her head on hurt so much!?'
Ava laughed happily. She hadn't felt so free in a long time. For so long, her life seemed overcast by that horrible event in the Elvin Forest. Often times it would be made worse by people bringing up that she was fortunate, that somehow since she still had her virginity, it should hurt less. Those people seemed completely oblivious to the fact that to Ava, it hurt just as much. There was no silver lining.
However, Dyon had given her an opportunity to rise up. She felt like she had a purpose, that she could fight for the things she wanted and grasp them with her own hands. Dyon was the only person who never tried to explain away what happened to her, instead, he gave her the tools to better herself, to not ignore it, but to move past it.
A sudden realization hit the 10th ranked disciple. ”Silver Mirror Constitution!” When she came to understand this, she could only grit her teeth in jealousy. Heaven level constitutions were rare, but ones as great as the Silver Mirror were even rarer.
It was no wonder fighting Ava was so terrible. Considering that she was a saint now, she could already reflect 20% of the attacks of her opponents at the same level. She would only lose a single percentage for every small stage her opponent was above her, and 10% for every large stage.
This aside, the only reason Ava was still a King was because of the emotional barriers she faced. But, every day, she gained more and more confidence in herself. She felt like it wouldn't be long before she felt confident enough to attack the Emperor trials.
Ava only smiled beautiful, her eyes becoming like beautiful carved glass as she struck forward again, pushing her opponent back.