The Blood Demon lazily twirled another blade between its fingers, watching as Elara's body restored itself and she struggled back to her feet. As much as she was green as a Titled and a fighter, she improved rapidly and had surprising grit.
"Lesson Two: Mana Constructs."
Another volley of sharp crimson blades flew toward her.
"You aren't restricted like other Titled with fixed abilities, and can essentially do everything you put your mind to as long as you have energy. And these things are like extensions of your will."
Elara didn't understand what it was trying to explain, and it definitely didn't help that she was constantly under attack.
Chains erupted again.
Spears followed.
Then blades.
And even hammers.
The constructs were thrown her way endlessly, each one carrying terrifying precision. Unlike Liora's constructs, these weren't designed for defence or concealment; they existed solely to kill.
They were faster, sharper, and far less demanding.
