As Chu Yue and Lin Xiaotian continued to entangle the puppet, their movements remained sharp and controlled, carefully maintaining pressure without overcommitting into the overwhelming field of attacks. At first, the puppet responded in a steady and almost mechanical manner, forming seals at a constant pace while controlling the battlefield.
It did not move from its position, yet it moved the Whole terrain around it
Demonic hands rose from the ground in measured intervals, their movements precise rather than chaotic, striking toward calculated positions that forced both of them to constantly adjust their footing. The battlefield felt like a controlled domain.
Chu Yue's arrows moved like flowing frost, each release smooth and precise as they targeted the puppet's forming seals rather than its body, disrupting the rhythm slightly. Each arrow left behind a faint trail of cold that lingered briefly.
Lin Xiaotian matched her rhythm.
