I Can Copy And Evolve Talents - Chapter 306

Chapter 306: Child Of Light [Part 2]
In the nick of time, Raven prepared herself for the toughest defense she could muster.

She buried her entire strength beneath her feet and stood strong in pressuring anticipation of whether or not she would be able to withstand the force of getting blasted away like a weightless wood.

It wasn’t that she was being reckless in any way. She had a plan and, sadly, this was her plan.

Her eyes shone with a dangerous ferocity as the monster—with its step destroying the ground—approached her and slung its trident forward.

Raven shot forward her hand, pushing one leg behind herself. She blocked the strike like a formidable metal wall meant to block out titans.

Then she threw her sword hand backward and muttered something inaudibly.

Immediately, Raven felt light coursing through her veins like liquid fire.

Her entire body shimmered with a soft golden glow, one that made her look like the personification of a heavenly existence.

While enduring and withstanding the powerful force of the monster’s attack, she took a deep breath, her eyes narrowing as she focused on the obscene creature.

Then Raven’s hand moved in a blur, striking the monster at its flank and sending shards of ice scattering into the air.

The creature roared, moving a bit back but drowned in obvious fury and ferociousness.

Even with its intimidating cry, Raven did not bat an eye. She looked like she knew exactly what she was doing.

The difference in their size would make any onlooker be sure that this young lady was arrogant and bound to lose.

Because not only was this monster big and overpowering, it also was insanely fortified with impenetrable skin.

However, she had a different aura about her, something in that nick of time earlier had suddenly changed, save the fact that she was now glowing gold.

The creature lunged forward again, its trident slicing through the air with a force that could shatter stone.

And Raven this time easily deflected the attack. The creature did not relent and immediately garnered itself for another strike, but Raven blocked again.

For the next couple of seconds, both of them were locked in a tense and pressuring dance of steel against ice.

Raven’s mind raced as she danced around the creature’s strikes. Each attack she deflected, each dodge she executed, was precise, almost mechanical.

But her movements were somewhat faltered even still; she was trying her best to keep herself caged, doing the bare minimum in this fight, because she could feel the light gathering within her, a brilliant, radiant force begging to be set free.

The creature thrust its trident again, aiming low. Raven leapt over the prongs, her body twisting in midair and landing lightly with her eyes fixated on the monster’s movements.

There it was again, that slight hesitation before each strike.

It was time.

Without hesitation, she took another deep breath, steadily maintaining her entire body composure and footwork with the way she breathed.

Then as the creature lunged once more, Raven pierced towards it, hauling her sword from the back with one hand while carrying the entire weight of the shield with the other hand—in front.

She powerfully pushed her shield to the front and simultaneously plunged her sword forward with an explosion of golden light.

As it was about to strike, the creature hesitated for a split second, just as she had predicted.

And in that moment, Raven struck.

The burst of light not only gave her sword more speed and made it sharper, her entire body became augmented such that she could mightily impede the creature’s attack and also explode her entire body forward as a quick response while plunging her sword.

All of this happening at the same time, all in the selfsame second, before any normal eye would have been able to follow.

The creature roared in fury as her blade cut through its icy armor, sending shards of frozen crystal flying in every direction.

Raven didn’t let up, opening the door with this strike, she continued with even more ferociousness.

Her movements became a frightening dance of light and shadow, her body moved with a grace and speed that defied belief.

She was untouchable, her strikes landing with unerring accuracy.

The creature staggered back, its movements growing more sluggish, more desperate.

The creature was lost in the wild dance of the frenzied Raven, getting slashed from all sides at the same time.

She continued to move, faster and faster, unseen by the naked eyes, only her attacks which were executed in the wake of golden lights were proof that she was still there and fighting.

The creature, when it saw that it couldn’t do anything, suddenly stomped its leg on the ground, causing the entire ground to tremble—this caused a slight imbalance in Raven’s super fast movement.

But she stubbornly dashed towards the monster, now armed with two swords, horny for the gore of this creature.

However, as she approached, the creature let out an ear-tearing bellow that destroyed the sound barrier and threw her away as she dashed towards the monster.

She tumbled on the ground, the light of her body growing slightly dim. Blood slowly rolled down her ears as she tried to stand up.

The creature, having turned the tides of the battle–or so it thought—stood gallantly, even though with its ethereal and monstrous facial features, one could see a high note of pride singing upon its face.

Raven did not mind it and just stood up. She roughly wiped away the blood rolling down from her right ear and looked at it.

Then her face contorted with disgust at her own blood. She hated looking at her own blood.

Not because of any cocky reasons such as the hatred of getting hurt.

It’s just that this sort of reminded her that the Kageyama blood runs in her veins.

In the end, she was tied to that cursed family.

And being remembered made her incredibly mad, at herself—for being born, at fate—for allowing her to exist in such a crude and terrible family.

And now that she was mad, nothing made sense anymore.

Not even the clear definition of restraint which she had always employed every single day of her life.