Kicking the ground, Cecilus, holding Arakiya, approaches lightning-speed.
Surrounding Cecilus' sprinting range in the air are several beautiful mirrors made of water— the mirrored surfaces bounce the white heat rays emitted by the Witch, causing the light to dance wildly.
The very same, deadly lights shot wildly from all directions, aiming at Cecilus.
Cecilus: [Ida-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da!]
Cecilus runs through the raging storm of light, avoiding the rays as if he were dancing. He leans back, bends forward, spreads his legs, lowers his posture, and sometimes straddles the light with his big toes.
When the angle was too steep to avoid it, he would unsheathe the blade of his "Dream Sword", bouncing the light back and breaking the water mirror. The water mirror was broken and splashed with water droplets as he plunged through the storm, making the splashing sound of a stone breaking the surface of water——,
Witch of Greed: [——This is what it feels like to have the whole world turn against you.]
A moment later, such a declaration by the "Witch" and the sound of taut air hit Cecilus' eardrums.
The pain that instantly ran through his body was proof that the splashes from the broken water mirror had frozen in an instant, depriving Cecilus' body of heat and freedom.
Even the water mirror was a very careful and shrewd technique, with its two-stage and three-stage attacks.