—Just when had this battle begun?
Having been far too focused to care about the passage of time, he’d already lost all sense of what time it currently was.
The light reflecting off his sword’s edge flickered from tip to base, and the man – Shana Reiji – dashed ahead in the same direction.
The drawn blade was, of course, aimed at his enemy, who stood before him.
Its gaze was drawn to his fierce attack, and it roared strangely.
Reiji, on the other hand, slashed as if to part it in two.
It was a vertical slash from high to low, a lightning-infused strike using the power bestowed upon him by the Goddess.
His opponent met his attack with a swipe of its claws.
That blow came from a hand many times larger than a human’s, one which was seemingly dyed the deepest, darkest pitch.
As their swings collided, the claws interrupted the progress of Reiji’s attack.
Claw and sword struggled, locked in stalemate as the sound of hard object colliding with hard object filled the air.
A nervewracking sound that seemed to cry out for victory.
Reiji poured everything he had into his sword, as if to literally suppress his foe beneath his blade.
Locked in stalemate as they were, simply throwing his full power into his attack wouldn’t directly defeat his target, but it would exhaust its strength. Thus, as far as Reiji was concerned, this action was currently needed. As long as he was able to continuously accumulate damage on his enemy in this manner, then sooner or later its defense would break, and he would claim victory.
――□□□□□□□! (TN: No, that’s not a font failure; that’s intentional.)
That strange howl sounded again, filling his ears.
Despite being capable of human speech, once battle began, it’d reverted to a beast-like state, thus making it apparent just what sort of creature this was.
Concurrent with the roar, sharp, clawed fingers rushed in from his left side, forcing Reiji to duck to avoid the incoming blow.
This attack seemed more like swatting at a hated thing than a targeted strike, and so it lacked the ability to endanger his life.
It was intended only to halt his movements, a futile attempt to force him to show an opening.
Reiji swung again, an attack fully utilizing the traits of this double-edged blade. A vertical swing which defied the pull of gravity, from down low to up high.
It was a marvelous technique further empowered by wind magic, but his target’s beast-like reactions allowed it to avoid the attack at the last moment.
“—O F-flame! Sting Scarlet!”
Suddenly, an incantation, whose stammered words revealed its master’s continued unfamiliarity with the situation, was spoken. The voice belonged to Mizuki, offering him protection. The released magic was an intermediate Fire spell, a veritable crimson baptism.
The magic, its invocation keyword and two-verse incantation having been spoken, activated, and curling bands of flame appeared in the air, casting a dense scarlet against the backdrop of the blue sky.
The air exploded.
Everything in his sight was dyed in orange.
The shockwave created by the small explosion rushed toward him.
Without hesitating, he leapt backward. In the next instant, as if to mock its target, the flame changed form, flowing downward as if to swallow the enemy whole.
The moment it touched the enemy, the flame’s power exploded. The flame, having found a fuel source – even if that fuel source was a living being – burst, simultaneously igniting the creature contained within its depths.
— เพียงเมื่อต่อสู้นี้เริ่มมีการเกินไปเน้นการดูแลเกี่ยวกับกาลเวลา เขาได้สูญหายไปแล้วความรู้สึกทั้งหมดของเวลาในขณะนี้ก็แสงสะท้อนปิดขอบของดาบ flickered จากคำแนะนำการใช้ และชาย –ชานะ Reiji – ประข้างหน้าในทิศทางเดียวกันใบมีดวาด แน่นอน มุ่งศัตรูของพระองค์ ใครยืนก่อนที่เขามามองที่การโจมตีที่รุนแรงของเขา แล้วมันคำรามอย่างประหลาดReiji คง เฉือนเหมือนกับส่วนที่สองมันเป็นเครื่องหมายทับแนวตั้งจากสูงไปต่ำ ตีผสมสายฟ้าที่ใช้พลังงานที่พระองค์พระราชทานเทพธิดาคู่ต่อสู้ไปตามเขาโจมตี ด้วยการปัดอุ้งเล็บของมันระเบิดที่มาจากหลายครั้งมีขนาดใหญ่กว่ามนุษย์ มือหนึ่งซึ่งดูเหมือนจะถูกย้อมสนามลึก มืดเป็นวงสวิงสองกระเบื้อง เล็บขัดจังหวะความคืบหน้าของการโจมตีของ Reijiกรงเล็บและดาบต่อสู้ ถูกล็อคในชีวิตเป็นเสียงของวัตถุหนักชนกับวัตถุหนักเติมอากาศเสียง nervewracking ที่เหมือนจะร้องไห้ออกมาเพื่อชัยชนะReiji เททุกอย่างที่เขาเป็นดาบ ว่าการปราบปรามศัตรูของเขาใต้ใบมีดของเขาอย่างแท้จริงล็อคในชีวิตเป็นพวกเขา เพียงแค่โยนอำนาจเต็มไปโจมตีเขาจะไม่เอาชนะเป้าหมายของเขาโดยตรง แต่มันจะไอเสียความแข็งแรง ดังนั้น เป็นห่วง Reiji การดำเนินการนี้ในปัจจุบันจำเป็นต้อง ตราบใดที่เขาได้มีการสะสมความเสียหายจากศัตรูของเขาในลักษณะนี้อย่างต่อเนื่อง แล้ว ช้าป้องกันจะทำลาย และเขาจะอ้างชัยชนะ――□□□□□□□! (TN: No, that’s not a font failure; that’s intentional.)That strange howl sounded again, filling his ears.Despite being capable of human speech, once battle began, it’d reverted to a beast-like state, thus making it apparent just what sort of creature this was.Concurrent with the roar, sharp, clawed fingers rushed in from his left side, forcing Reiji to duck to avoid the incoming blow.This attack seemed more like swatting at a hated thing than a targeted strike, and so it lacked the ability to endanger his life.It was intended only to halt his movements, a futile attempt to force him to show an opening.Reiji swung again, an attack fully utilizing the traits of this double-edged blade. A vertical swing which defied the pull of gravity, from down low to up high.It was a marvelous technique further empowered by wind magic, but his target’s beast-like reactions allowed it to avoid the attack at the last moment.“—O F-flame! Sting Scarlet!”Suddenly, an incantation, whose stammered words revealed its master’s continued unfamiliarity with the situation, was spoken. The voice belonged to Mizuki, offering him protection. The released magic was an intermediate Fire spell, a veritable crimson baptism.The magic, its invocation keyword and two-verse incantation having been spoken, activated, and curling bands of flame appeared in the air, casting a dense scarlet against the backdrop of the blue sky.
The air exploded.
Everything in his sight was dyed in orange.
The shockwave created by the small explosion rushed toward him.
Without hesitating, he leapt backward. In the next instant, as if to mock its target, the flame changed form, flowing downward as if to swallow the enemy whole.
The moment it touched the enemy, the flame’s power exploded. The flame, having found a fuel source – even if that fuel source was a living being – burst, simultaneously igniting the creature contained within its depths.
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