When the dust cleared, one could only see Shuangtian standing there with her arms folded, a slight smile on her face while Riveting Night was positioned in a striking manner, her palm chopping at Shuangtian's neck.
Despite the thunderous hit, Shuangtian showed no obvious changes, simply shaking her head. "All that tough talk, and this is it? Might as well have kept Amaterasu then, because at least she knew how to throw a worthwhile punch."
Riveting Night's expression did not change greatly, but the coldness in her eyes magnified. She had only been able to come to the fore now, so even though she had the memories and experiences of Evaterasu all this time, she still needed to ratify it to herself.
