Cid - Alpha vs. Greese

“Aaaaaaaaagh!!” he shouts, unsheathing his sword and swiping at Alpha.

“How reckless,” she notes, dodging and countering it with ease.

Her blade grazes his cheek, where blood pours from the fresh wound.

And yet, that doesn’t stop him. He continues to pursue victory, even as none of his attacks land. Grease misses by a hairbreadth each time.

On the other side, Alpha is focused on eliminating unnecessary movements and calculating the trajectory of his sword to sidestep oncoming assaults.

And all the while, Grease’s arms are slashed, legs cut, shoulders sliced.

But none of his wounds are fatal.

Grease sneers when he realizes she won’t kill him until she gets intel out of him, and a new path to victory comes into view. After he slices through nothing again and again, he’s finally slashed in the chest, causing him to retreat.

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“What…are you doing?!”

His body doubles in size—his complexion darkens, his muscles bulge, his eyes glow red. And most importantly, his magic capacity increases…dramatically.

“Unnh…!”

Grease’s steel sword zings through the air without warning, which Alpha manages to block instantly. But she grimaces on impact, using the momentum to leap back and create distance between them.

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Volume 1, Chapter 1