Beta - Durability

“Damn you!” The man swings his sword at her.

She doesn’t dodge.

The sword slams into her neck, then comes to a complete stop. The black garment refuses to let it sink any farther.

“Wha—?!”

The woman looks down coldly at the blade. “—You’re so weak.”

Then she stabs forward.

An ebony blade bursts through the man’s heart and out his back.

He collapses, blood foaming at his mouth. The woman casts a disparaging glance his way, then holds her sword aloft.

“It’s time—punish them.”

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Volume 3, Chapter 4