Kofuyu PoV
I dissolved into water as the blade went through me. As it did, I felt my mana getting drain. Like I thought this man was Caelio, the former guardian angel of Shun and now the guardian of his son.
A sharp, hollow ache ripped through my pathways, forcing me to reconstitute several paces away toward the center corridor, deliberately drawing his line of sight away from the alcove.
I spun around him in my liquid form. Defeating one of the Seven Hills' guardian angels was a great feat. Especially one like Caelio. Kazuo was likely on his last legs but Caelio's mana draining abilities made that mute.
He gasped and slashed through my watery form before rushing back toward the throne room.
An angel of the Seven Hills didn't abandon a kill unless his ward was in direct, mortal peril. Had Mizore or the others breached the throne room from a different path?
"Not so fast, feather-brain!" I snarled.
