Razorwaltz's eyes gleamed with focus as she shot forward.
She didn't activate Blade Trace this time.
She didn't need it.
The ability had been locked out by the professor's earlier interference.
She wasn't stupid enough to risk triggering it again.
Instead, she relied solely on Waltz Zone.
A thin energy spread across the cabin floor, invisible but suffocating.
Her world sped up.
Faster muscles. Faster nerves. Faster thought.
"Don't blink, professor," she whispered, eyes flashing.
"I want you awake for this."
Her foot whipped forward in a clean arc.
It was aimed for his ribs this time.
Not with energy slash.
But with a hidden retractable blade built into the toe of her heel.
The professor ducked low and slid back.
He narrowly dodged the first strike.
But even as he dodged, he felt it—
His reactions were slower.
It wasn't just his legs.
His mind.
Everything had dulled inside the zone.
Damn it.
I'm degrading in every measurable function...
