In the distorted world, the flashes of destruction and creation devolved into pure hand-to-hand combat. Marquis May bolted towards the White Devil, swinging her leg on a side kick.
Alastair merely grinned at the sight and dodged as though it didn't even reach the requirements for her to utilize the reflection capabilities of her Brand.
Duke December appeared from behind, hurtling a punch towards her head. She shifted her footwork, barely dodging the attack, and countered with a roundhouse.
It was immediate as her boots directly impacted his temples, hurtling him away from her. He felt his head ache as he adjusted his body and landed upright.
He didn't even wait to take a deep breath before sprinting towards the White Devil. Duke October and Marquis June followed suit, while Marquis May provided platforms for them to utilize.
