When he let go, the blaze of light died down to a faint glow. She hadn't mastered the teleporting quite yet, but she had other ways of making up for it. Leona let the ancient creature that lived in her mind merge its sense with hers. Just a bit. She could see Dokugakuji's heart beating in his chest. Hear the blood surging through his veins. The fires of battle lust surrounded him uncertainly. It let her get a feel for what he intended to do next a split second before he actually did it.

She advanced on him determinedly, but with a modicum of caution. He had switched from a sword to a staff, and she wasn't sure what that meant. The oversized shield advanced on him once more, glinting in the strange light of the heavens. Her sword peaked around it, ready to thrust the moment she saw an opening.