“I-Idiots. We’re forming circular formations. How in the world are our defenses being broken so easily.”
To the question spoken by the mercenary, the death god Arge, unintentionally answered while cutting another head off.
“What, defense? Please, this is inferior to the pieces of clothes that this one’s wears, and you call it defense.”
While saying that, she sent that person’s head flying.
“Really. How rude. By no means, did you think mere soldiers like you could cope with our speed? When it comes to speed there are children who are even faster, this is not even our full capacity. This is simply due to my gift.” \Silver: I think she is referring to homunculi yet to awaken their own egos.\
When the jet-black Nacht plunged into the circular formation, she didn’t even care about the swords thrusted against her body and just smash away with her fist!
Their iron swords were incredibly shattered with ease, and as bonus she gave each of the mercenaries a punch that shattered their jaws.
“Shit, these fellows’ directness annihilates their opponent. Oi, you guys. That man. That youngster Isshi, aim at him!! If you do, these fellows should turn back into dolls!!!”
To those words, the remaining mercenaries head for Isshi simultaneously.
Because of the tragedy that was occurring around them, this was practically their last-ditch effort.
The towns folks who cheered not long ago, were already petrified on the spot watching these incredible things.
Then, a sound similar to a beautiful soprano chorus resounded throughout the area..
This was the homunculi sisters, who joined their hands whilst chanting their incantation, Claire and Maroon.
[De.ginesu.ere.araya. Ra.gineusumiru.paraya. Godonesu.u.demoaru]
Acting in response to their chanting, from each of their spellbooks, an aura deemed to be a torrent of magical power rose up.