Side jump, turn around, both hands quickly reach behind the waist!
At the moment the abnormal noise came, Aurora's body instinctively reacted, trying to pull out those poisoned Cross Thorns.
However, the outcome was that she couldn't even touch the weapon.
The Sword Saint, already knowing her strength, lost interest in her.
Aurora only felt a breeze brush past in front of her, followed by a strange light sensation on her shoulder.
She looked down, catching a glimpse at the edge of her vision of two familiar arms leaving her, tracing an arc in the air, with two "plop" sounds landing in the damp mud, the fingers even twitching slightly.
After a brief moment of dead silence, pain and realization exploded simultaneously.
"Ahhhhh——! My... my hands!" Her piercing scream echoed in the basement.
Aurora staggered backward, her arm-less body losing balance, crashing heavily into a pool of blood. She was constantly struggling, but without support, could not even get up.
