C425 I'll fight to the death with you

I was sweating profusely and tried to withdraw my arm, but the force exerted on my shoulder was still increasing; I thought of the formula, and quickly reverted to the form of a fox, for a fox does not have to hold a phoenix feather sword, but the Enchantress seemed to sense my intention, and at once restrained my power, so that my meager power was under control, and my hands and feet became more