Dozens more of strikes landed, but most of them did little against his armed. Every hit made her fists hurt a lot more, even with her ally's healing spell. Her knuckles hurt; armor against bare skin was the worst combination ever, especially when that armor was so damn hot. She hissed as the man's Lance came spiraling in her direction, slicing at her upper right arm. The smell of burning flesh, unpleasant and distracting, made everything worse. She was tired - the fight had been on for at most a brief half hour or so, but it felt like it had been forever.
However, she could keep up. Though she probably lacked the power to stand on equal ground with the Major, her experience gave her a large enough boost such that she could hold her own and keep fighting. Stamina and speed were her specialties, she couldn't lose to this man. Not when he was so slow, thanks to the heavy armor he sported.
Her gaze hardened, taking on their steel look once more after a brief moment of cloudiness. Her eyes remained wide open, never leaving the Major. She smirked slightly when he began faltering. His movements were becoming more forced, even if the decrease in smoothness and swiftness was very little, it was clear that he was starting to feel the strain armor put on him. [color=#9966ff\'He won't have to worry about it though. It seems it's most finished,'[/color] she thought, eyeing the cracks. now would be the best time to give it all she had - strike the weakest points of his armor and break through, then finish him off while she had the upper hand. She could see how the plan carried out in her mind, and nearly everything would be in her favour should she penetrate his defenses. If she didn't... That would be another story, but she could work that out somehow. Improvising would be a good skill to brush up on for her, after all.
The woman readies herself for the final shot, and with a battle cry, lunges thirty chains to different areas of his armor, watching in amusement as he panicked, unsure of where to defend. The chains kept him busy for the moment, and she immediately weaved magic into a spell, blades forming behind the distracted man. As he swung his Lance in an effort to deflect all the chains and protect his armor from further damage, the dance of wind and blades behind him latched onto him, slicing repeatedly as his back like a chainsaw would. His armor gives way, and red hot blood sprays out, coating the weapons and the ground behind. He yells, whether in surprise or pain she was unsure of, but his defeat was as clear as a bell. His lance falls to the ground, the splendid flickering flames dying out the moment it hit the ground, and the Major collapsed to the ground in a heap of shattered armor and dust. A final wave of chains erupted from the fair maiden's back, piercing through the man's torso before the whirlwind of blades finished the job and landed the killing blow.
Red spread out across the ground in rivulets, all leading to the pool that slowly increased beneath his chest. Glassy eyes stared at her accusingly, but all she could feel was the adrenaline slowly fading away, before physical pains kicked in. Panting, she fell backwards, landing on her begins with a thump as she heaved out a sigh , relieved that the ordeal was over. The sense of pride and accomplishments was slightly foreign, but she welcomed it along with the smell of ash and blood. "Takashi... My father will be proud, won't he?" she spoke, to no one in particular. Her mentor sighs.
"Indeed child, he will."
Boss: 1/1 (2 B Rank hits)
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