The Branded Female Fencer

"Such an idiot! There were Marion and Miltre out there, right? Hey, what's up?

"Why is Captain Alberto here? No, more than that. What the hell is this?

"We'll talk later, they're coming!

Inside the room were Crudas, Rafferty, Larna, Brandio, Ultina, Belliache, Emerald, Impulse and several others. They nearly lost me to the advent of an enemy they never expected, but for now they put up their swords. Because I thought Alberto in front of me would be a bluff for the enemy in question. But...

"Oh, uh..."

The fantasy broke when Crudas' upper body, which came forward to cover Emerald and Impulse, was blown away with every sword. Crudas' upper body was blown over his stiffness, and he clashed with a dull sound on the wall as he scattered blood. No longer did he move with Pickle, but only the appearance of holding the sword barely left the face of Crudus.

Impulse was reflexively grasping Alberto's sword, which cut Crudas down into pieces. It was the business of instinct to let go of the hand that was grasping the emerald and reach for Alberto's sword. The sword that Impulse grabbed was not blood, and he almost accidentally grabbed the sword and damaged it. The memory of Impulse reminds me of the battle times of the vivid past.

"Hey!"

Impulse did not hesitate, releasing his magic with all his might. Although the output drops more than when the demon sword takes its form and the emerald wields it, it should have been more powerful than the magic of a superior thunderbolt. It is powerful enough to cause electrocution, be it a giant tribe.

It was an impulse that I should have been sure stopped Alberto from moving, but the discharge of the electric shock stops on the way. Because Alberto, who was supposed to be being electrocuted, stabbed that sword deep into the chest of the impulse. The impulse was not painful, but felt the discharge of the electric shock stop. It means that the core part of itself has been destroyed. As a demon sword, it is death.

"Ugh, right?

"Fill it up!

Towards the emerald trying to rush over, Alberto waved down that great sword as he stabbed his impulse into the sword. Impulse screams to escape, but he doesn't have time to listen to that voice, and the impulse slapped by Emerald was smashed together by the two of us so much that we didn't know which one was which.

Belliache sat down on the spot with a snag at the incredible event that took place in front of him.

"Oh my God... I can't believe this is happening"

"Behce, get up! Think about surviving now!

"Exactly!

Ultina was praying and activating the hand of light. The number of hands was several times greater than when the door was destroyed and showed that Ultina had freed her abilities without any help. Covered in a good number of hands, he trapped Alberto in a prison of arms. Though its volume might have shrunk so close to the crushing rather than trapped it.

"Get in shape while you can! We have to hurry..."

"Ah, ah?

At the tip of Larna's scream and pointing, Alberto was about to wake up with his arms of light snapped. Ultina was truncated by an arrow tip that she thought was incredible, Alberto, who had stormed at an incredible rate, and when Larna looked back towards Ultina, Alberto's sword had already flown to the present.

By the time Rana's nose was gone and she fell down spraying blood like a broken fountain, Rafferty had laid out a duplicitous sword.

"Oh, that's so stupid..."

"Oh, you..."

What Rafferty heard was the fine voice of his beloved wife. Belliache's chest, which should have been covered next door, had Alberto's sideways stabbed deeply.

When did you throw it? I didn't care about that. Rafferty just watched as Belliache slowly fell. When a beloved wife is about to die, instead of holding her beloved wife in her arms, she is nevertheless exhausted by her own habits trained not to let go of her sword. For the first time, Rafferty was cursing herself, born into the Lazar family.

"Whoa, whoa! Alberto ooh!!

"Relax."

As soon as Rafferty tried to make a jade ready assault, Brandio's sceptre swung down from behind to Rafferty's head. A spark splashes in Rafferty's sight for a moment in an interminable blow.

"Damn... do what!

"Calm down. I'll tell you what, dude. I don't know what's wrong with you, this situation. You are an army general. Even if my buddy gets killed, I don't care if my wife gets fucked in front of me, you have enough ass holes to calmly identify the situation!

"I know, I know, but..."

"Yeah?

Brandio calmly urged Rafferty to take Alberto's blow, which was also carried out while doing so.

Continued