Reimu’s hand flashed. Orbs of crimson light spiraled outward, weaving a cage of divine will. But Iku was already weaving her own response, fingers tracing kanji in the air. “Sky Sign ‘Thunderous Clouds in a Blue Sky’!” A pillar of lightning descended, splitting the seal into embers.
For a breath, they stood amid falling light. Rain began to fall—not from clouds, but from the sheer pressure of their auras colliding. touhou hisōtensoku
A column of light erupted, then faded. When the rain cleared, Reimu stood alone in the courtyard, breathing hard, her sleeve singed. Iku was already floating backward toward the clouds, her voice carried on the wind: Reimu’s hand flashed