ands of feet long, slashed across from afar, as if cleaving through the void.A shaman of the Red Raven clan turned to block.However, with a *poof*, half of his body was chopped off, and blood splatter...olors.Holding a duster.The whole person gives off an air of elegance and tranquility, calm and collected.If not for a fleeting glimmer of seven-colored light in his eyes.He really thought he was a her...