Perhaps it was a mistake, or perhaps Remilia merely enjoyed seeing her servant go all out. It was not as if her goal was to actually harm the woman, after all, it was all for entertainment. Still, if she didn't do better it wouldn't be any fun at all. It'd been so long since the two had clashed, after all. She couldn't make go TOO easy on the maid.

The attack, of course, was more a test shot then intended to bowl the woman over. If that had hit her, it would have proven to be heavily disappointing. The crimson orb flies past harmlessly, vanishing from sight with a snap of the vampire's fingers. As the blades rain down on her, Remilia spreads her wings wide, folding them in front of her. Countless knives pierce the soft skin of her leathery wings, but none of them pierce any further. With a dramatic unfurling, she flings the blades away, leaving numerous knife point sized holes in her wings which quickly begin to close.

"I suppose it would be disrespectful to not actually try and hurt you." She spreads her arms wide, crimson orbs forming in a row behind her. Four per row, and three rows, one above the other. She flicks one hand forward, and the orbs begin to move, but slowly. That is because they are merely a faint. The real projectile is Remilia herself, zooming skyward with hands outstretched, and the red danmaku following in behind her.