Sakuya didn't seem to share his opinions on taunting. Even as he shouted and dodged she remained completely silent, hyper-focused on the battle at hand. She flew back, allowing her spellcard to break as he approached. It wouldn't do well to have her locked down by what she fully expected to be another physical attack. However, even if she was mistaken, she would be ready.
The spheres of darkness did surprise her, however, the spheres didn't seem to have substance. She narrowed her eyes, extending her sense of space outward some. If he was planning on blanketing the field in darkness then she would have at least some sense of what was around her.
And if he thought making it hard to see would give him an edge... well he woudn't be the first. Then again, it was not the first instinct of a danmaku player to shoot the bullets being shoot at the bullets that were being shot at you...
She threw a single knife, the weapon moving at absurd speeds as it bounced off of every available surface, passing through him harmlessly multiple times. No doubt it would be less harmless after it had some time to disorient him... On top of that it would be nearly impossible to predict without giving it a lot of his attention. And no doubt staying near surfaces it could rebound off of would be a bad idea...
To make matters worse the maid was still moving, her eyes a smoldering red as she charged up and over the spheres of darkness, the energy clawing at her back, making her skin prickle painfully. She was throwing knives forward, up, and to the sides, different strikes traveling at various speeds, the slowest of these knives rebounding off the walls to strike at new and various angles. The sheer amount of suppression would make her extremely hard to approach.
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The spheres of darkness did surprise her, however, the spheres didn't seem to have substance. She narrowed her eyes, extending her sense of space outward some. If he was planning on blanketing the field in darkness then she would have at least some sense of what was around her.
And if he thought making it hard to see would give him an edge... well he woudn't be the first. Then again, it was not the first instinct of a danmaku player to shoot the bullets being shoot at the bullets that were being shot at you...
"Lightspeed [C. Ricochet]"
She threw a single knife, the weapon moving at absurd speeds as it bounced off of every available surface, passing through him harmlessly multiple times. No doubt it would be less harmless after it had some time to disorient him... On top of that it would be nearly impossible to predict without giving it a lot of his attention. And no doubt staying near surfaces it could rebound off of would be a bad idea...
To make matters worse the maid was still moving, her eyes a smoldering red as she charged up and over the spheres of darkness, the energy clawing at her back, making her skin prickle painfully. She was throwing knives forward, up, and to the sides, different strikes traveling at various speeds, the slowest of these knives rebounding off the walls to strike at new and various angles. The sheer amount of suppression would make her extremely hard to approach.