Disinfected!

The moment Yuyui noticed all of Vohnvolt's arms desist from constantly sending out flurries of attacks, she knew she had to step up her game.

The amalgam's active offense had been what had allowed her to be able to relax for a while, but now, she understood that her master was leaving her with the task of handling the endless streams of attacks. 

Without even stopping to consider that the task might have been too monumental for her, she set one foot on either of the amalgam's shoulders, and took a quick deep breath, her strange dark cloak billowing wildly.

Then, with a fierce look she rarely wore, the girl's hand swiped like the wind in all directions while leaving a trail of plain gold which quickly turned red with blood!