Hazy Blur

The aftermath of the battle felt hazy.

Like a blur.

Not a single one of them was in their wits.

They were lost.

Lost in the memories of their battle.

The Blood Goddess had been the most shocked by the battle that she had beheld with her own two eyes. Evading attacks that were in an entirely different dimension of speed and power. Unleashing an attack that was so astronomically powerful that it ravaged a Martial Sage where he stood, vanquishing him on the spot.

Chills crawled across her skin as she realized how utterly delusional she had been when she attacked Rui in the Blood Sect. 

She realized that Amare had not been protecting Rui from the Blood Goddess.

She had been protecting the Blood Goddess from Rui.

He was a force unlike anything she had ever seen in her entire life.

There were peak Masters.

There were peak peak Masters.

And then there was Rui.