The "Attendant Fragrance" emitted a faint, incense-like odor, akin to funeral incense, enveloping Kanoya's three Shikigami.
Under the influence of the Xiang Dao spell, the three Okuriookami were in high spirits.
"Kill...kill, kill, kill!"
Lu Li's pale figure intertwined with the surrounding writhing blackness.
Thick, viscous liquid like ink flowed down from her body, emitting a strong stench. Then, those swirling around her rose up frenetically, like undried brush strokes on canvas, whipping wildly in all directions.
Shouka observed all these changes, thinking that Lu Li's attack pattern seemed somewhat similar to the little crayon Saori at home.
Lu Li stood up in the air, distortedly walking on the ink lines, those hollow, mostly white eyes surveying Kanoya's gathering, ultimately locking onto Shouka.
The vengeful spirit in the painting moved, the outline of her pale and ink-black interwoven body drawing a sharp arc through the air, shrilling toward her locked target.
