Going Against The Clone

Ifrit's sudden burst left Rin stunned to the point of speechlessness but instead of feeling low, she looked ahead.

'He didn't have to be so harsh. Let's see what the technique is.'

Rin was watching with squinted eyes. Her whole vision was trapping the two clones and the golden sword that the first clone was holding.

The second clone moved towards the first one. His arms were raised as if he was trying to close in on the clone with the sword with his arms. Just like how a wrestler goes for someone's legs.

The second clone dived down to grab the legs of the first one.

"Woah."

Rin was shocked by the sudden movement of the clone that was made by Ifrit's aura.

But, more importantly, her focus was on the first clone which was holding the sword.

"What will he do?"

Rin looked at the first clone who was just an inch away from getting grabbed by the second clone.