The tall and skinny man drew his sword. The numbing breeze of winter flowed around him; it was no longer cold. The man let out twisted laughter from the pleasure and pain of his body and soul crystallizing. He was the winter. He was the numbing breeze. The man took off his black jacket, as if he could not feel the strong, icy wind. Illuminated by the lights of Akiba far below him, the figure of the man looked unbalanced. His skinny body was tough, but it didn't have a normal musculature. Wearing a tight tank top and leather shoes, only the man's extremities were covered by metallic armor, in the form of gauntlets and leg guards. The bulkiness of this armor made it look out of place on the man. Taking off his dirty jacket and landing like a giant bird on the streets, the man was a murderous weapon. The giant metal sheathing enclosed grey fibers that could store mana and absorb impacts. The magical fibers took in power supplied by the city's magic circle, operating silently. Several protective barriers were created around his limbs and a force field was erected around him. Memories of battles with titans in the freezing north awakened within him. They were not the memories of this man, this Person of the Land. They were the memories of the hero Lugrius. As an Ancient, Lugrius had fought as one of the Knights of Izumo. In order to protect the smiles of the people of Susukino, he battled the evil titans for a hundred years. He drove the titans into the Jade Garden of Owl Mountain and was just a step away from sealing them forever. Such was the legacy of the hero Lugrius. This intense pride ravaged the man's heart like a snow storm. If the 'Daughter of the Spring Elm' Sto Inau hadn't betrayed him, if not for her treachery and her poison, Lugrius would not have died. Lugrius would still be revered by the people in the north as one of the immortal, eternal Ancients. But because of that frail girl... With a chill that threatened to freeze everything, a wintery breeze spewed from the opening in the sheath. The magic blade called forth the man's rage, calling on him to release the carnage of the cursed frost. The resentment of Lugrius howled, demanding that the people gather and kneel before him, to offer their lives to him.
The man leaped off the building without any hesitation. His legs smashed onto the ground. His barrier protected him from the damage of falling from the 6th floor. The ground throughout Akiba was not paved anyway, it was just black soil overgrown with roots and moss. The man stomped on the frozen and twisted branches and roots, and sensed the life force around the area was weak. There was no prey. The Murderer wondered if something was going on. Perhaps everyone had fled. The Murderer had excellent combat capabilities, but he was not perfect and was bad at many things, scouting for enemies being one of them. The duty guards of the Kunie clan were on stand-by in the guard room after all. When they detected any crimes being committed, they would teleport to the scene directly using their Moveable Armors to apprehend the criminals. Scouting for enemies was the function of the guard room, not an ability endowed to each individual guard. The ancient magical equipment mobile suits did not boost the ability of their users that respect. The man's scanning radius was not enough to cover the whole of Akiba. But even so, the number of people moving around in Akiba tonight was too low. Resting at night was normal in this world, but that was not so for Akiba. Maybe it was because of their endless stamina, the Adventurers slept much later than People of the Land. They were capable of fending off monsters lurking in the night as well. That was why there should still be Adventurers wandering the streets deep into the night. The sacrifices the man presented to the blade were such people. He couldn't sense any signs of life right now.
The man didn't have to wait long. A petite figure stood in his way. The man's mouth formed a crescent. What a small and tender piece of meat. The Murderer caught up to the small figure who smelled of spring oil. The frost blade howled in anticipation of its living meal. The wrath and hunger of the fallen hero spilled out across Akiba. 2 Akatsuki braced herself as her weapon clashed with the Murderer's. Her opponent was a monster, and there was no room for error. No, even without errors, there was a high chance Akatsuki would lose. Akatsuki was not a member of a warrior class that was proficient in tanking the attacks of enemies, but was a weapon-based class that specialized in dealing damage. For the role that Akatsuki was playing, she ranked number 3. What this meant was that there were 2 others who would be better suited to taking on the Murderer. But half the reason Akatsuki was taking on the Murderer was coincidence. Akiba was 2 km wide, it was not extremely vast, but was in no way small. To handle this Murderer who might appear from anywhere, the surveillance network consisting of a raid party was too small. But they couldn't invest more manpower because of constraints. The raid leader Rieze divided her forces into parties of 3-6 members, setting up a thin but wide surveillance network. Another reason was Akatsuki's subclass and battle experience. The Tracker subclass gave Akatsuki the abilities to detect life signs, recon for enemies and perform wide-area searches. Akatsuki's reconnaissance ability could match that of 4 parties, so it was not just a coincidence that Akatsuki found the Murderer.
In front of her was the alien killer she had lost to that day. The central figure of the incident that must be defeated. The man smiled smugly as he waited for Akatsuki to come at him. The imposing armor the man was wearing was a Moveable Armor... Or rather, a part of the suit. Akatsuki and the others already knew that its defensive capability rivaled that of phantasmal armor. But Akatsuki was not afraid. The streets of Akiba turned into frozen land in the snow storm. Looking at the other side of the road, Akatsuki thought about the building and walls that were the same as usual as she fought. The range of the snow storm was 5 meters, 10 meters at the most. The chill originated from the blade the Murderer was wielding. Akatsuki dodged the new attack patterns she didn't experience last time as she thought about how to handle them. Understanding the enemy was the first thing Rieze had taught her. Observing your foe, separating the things you could do and the things you could not do. No matter how hard the battle became, never stop observing. Akatsuki followed this teaching closely. But she couldn't stay on the defensive. Maryele was right behind her. Maryele was the leader of Crescent Moon Alliance with a bright smile, a friend of her lord. As a ninja and a player, Akatsuki couldn't let Maryele get hurt. Maryele was a healer. The vanguard needed to hold off the enemy, allowing the healer to do her part. Even though Akatsuki was not a tank, she was the only one who could play that role, so she had to concentrate the hate of the opponent on her. The intense emotions were strong enough to tear off her limbs. Akatsuki suppressed her heart that wanted to swing her sword wildly. Her first move was Accel Fang. She knew it didn't hit. Following the momentum, she used Accel Fang again. It glanced off the gauntlet of the enemy, making a screeching sound and leaving the smell of burnt metal. Using the 2 Accel Fangs she cast along the same path as a feint, she lowered her body so much she was almost hugging the ground. If it were the Akatsuki from before, she would have jumped upwards. Wanting to increase her attack power, Akatsuki would want to gain the higher ground over her foes. But it was different this time. If Akatsuki moved close to the ground, the enemy's view would be blocked by his own limbs. The old Akatsuki would not be able to get over her inferiority complex and use it to attack. All these were things given to Akatsuki by everyone. Death Stinger broke through the Murderer's defense. The strike that hit the back of his knee unfortunately did not inflict any bad status effect. But the Murderer was slightly off balance. He used brute force to swipe out, while Akatsuki used her Changing Kiln to block.
Even so, Akatsuki was still smiling. Her arms that felt swollen recovered under the golden light. Auto Heal would activate when allies took damage, recovering their HP. The healing power could recover about 5 to 10 attacks. It was a great spell that automatically healed allies when they were hurt. For beginners to major raids like Akatsuki and Maryele, the psychological assurance of magic cast before battle was a huge advantage. But this magic had a weak point. It activated after damage was dealt, meaning it couldn't stop fatal attacks, or powerful attacks that cut off an arm. Maryele's skill level in Auto Heal was lower than a cleric from D.D.D, so it was still far from total HP recovery even when it was used. But. Akatsuki ran forward anyway. After somersaulting with an attack, she used Trick Step, twisting half a circle forcibly with her right leg, moving past her opponent with dazzling movements, and cast Paralyzing Blow. Akatsuki kept attacking because she was not dead. "Akatsuki-chan!" The Murderer landed another glancing blow. Akatsuki felt her iron armor ripping. That strike was a deadly storm passing through the top of Akatsuki's heart. But Akatsuki was still alive. Akatsuki's fighting spirit was burning. A week ago, she had to hide behind Soujirou to fight. The battle was not going well now, Auto Heal and normal healing spells were not enough to stop Akatsuki's HP from falling. But this was expected. The foe was the Murderer, a raid-class enemy, not someone a member of a weak guild could take on after some preparation. Even the leader of West Wind Brigade, Soujirou, fell under his attack. Even with the time limit, Akatsuki had to handle this Murderer for some reasons. These reasons gave Akatsuki the strength to fight on.
'- Can you use this?' '- Is the size not right? Let me help you tailor it.' '- You can eat the strawberry here, there is enough for everyone.' '- I have a good ingredient here, fufufu.'
Rieze and Kyouko who were situated in the canal headed for the main road running behind the railings. Unfortunately, they were far from the battle field, so they had to cut diagonally across Akiba. The distance was about 1 kilometer. But with the strong body of the Adventurers, they would arrive in 2 minutes. The 2 of them went around the remnants of an old signboard, dashing through a trail covered with grass. "Akatsuki-san..." "Yes. Kyouko-chan, are you okay?" "Of course. To be frank, I am afraid of that guy. But I would rather fight him so Souji-sama won't need to face him again. My athletic appearance is not just for show!" "That's the spirit!" "We have to win!" Rieze didn't answer and just nodded firmly and ran. The people of Akiba had cleaned up the metro central square in the spirit of volunteerism. The 2 of them dashed across the place with strides as large as long jumpers and charged into the guild building, climbing up the stairs as if they had grown wings. Rieze revised the battle plan while biting her lips. The mysteries had been solved, there was no use for all his gimmicks.
The key to solving the mystery was the Murderer's weapon Sentou-Byamaru. The last person to fight the Murderer, Akatsuki, was certain. To be honest, Kodachi were small and it was difficult to distinguish between weapons. Rieze was not confident in identifying the weapon by name just by seeing it. But since the girl using Kodachi said so, Rieze judged that this was reliable information. The rest was elementary. The name Sentou-Byamaru reminded Rieze of the legacy of the hero who fought using this blade for Ezzo... Lugrius, as well as his fall to the dark side and the raid quest.
These 3 abilities were the secret behind Lugrius, and the reason why the difficulty of this battle was at the level of despair. A medium level 90 raid became a terrible force in Akiba that was full of living souls. Especially when combined with the instant teleport ability of the Moveable Armor. Lugrius could make his escape anytime. He could also strike at a time and place with a lot of Akiba citizens. The Murderer stalked the streets of Akiba at night, but there was no telling how long he would continue. Maybe the reason was because the quest was set at night, or it may be the preference of the Murderer, it could also be a coincidence.
"We are here!" Kyouko barged through the metal door which led to the night sky with a bright moon. The debris of the columns lay around her feet, the evergreen trees blocked half her vision. Far below them was the central square before the metro station. This place where the wind howled was the black obsidian fortress that was the pride of Akiba... the 15 story guild building. The high-rise building had a roof that looked like it had been smashed by a punch from a titan. "Careful Rieze-san!" The chilling wind lifted Rieze's cape. Rieze tightened her clothes while Kyouko held on to her belt, the two of them hid behind the pillars. Rieze opened her telepathy menu and prepared for the next step of the battle together with Kyouko. 4 In an unknown basement of the same guild building, a different kind of battle was coming to a conclusion. The faded wallpaper together with the indirect illumination created an atmosphere akin to the deep sea during the night. Raynesia gulped when she recalled the maze that led to this drawing room. It was impolite for a princess, but there was no stopping the relentless fearful emotions that kept rising up. She had seen all kinds of aristocrats. Although she thought they were troublesome, she had never felt so uneasy before. For the first time, she understood what it was like to be overwhelmed not by the content of the conversation, but the atmosphere of the place. An eerie atmosphere seemed to have overwhelmed her, different from the fear her grandfather or Krusty gave her. She realized her hands resting on her thighs were grabbing a handkerchief tightly and relaxed. She even wanted to rely on this thin piece of cloth. A warm hand rested on Raynesia's shoulders. It was Henrietta, one of the talented ladies that was the pride of Akiba. The touch that eased Raynesia made her want to turn around to give her thanks, but her will stopped her. Her priority was to converse with the man sitting on the couch opposite her... Kinjo. The leader of the Kunie was wearing a barely visible smile with a relaxed attitude. It made Raynesia feel the Kinjo who apologized in a straightforward manner in the Water Maple Consulate was a complete fantasy. He was not fearless, nor was he taunting. Raynesia believed this was Kinjo's true expression. Maybe his attitude the previous time they met was all an act. Elissa also criticized Raynesia this way all the time. Raynesia didn't want to point this out at this place, but her feelings remained tense.
But thinking carefully, this was the same course of action Raynesia wanted to take. When Raynesia found out about this, she wanted to contact her grandfather Duke Sergead, or complain about this to Krusty. But wasn't that dumping the responsibility on them? Raynesia was sure she never did that before. Wrong, Raynesia had always been doing that. Kinjo was very similar to Raynesia.
"This incident is not just the fault of the Kunie clan, but the mistake of the People of the Land as a whole. We overlooked this due to our lack of vigilance. We have to face this fact. I conclude that the best course of action we can take right now is to stop the magic supply." "..." "In order to apologize to all the Adventurers, we have to do our part. What we can do right now is to stop the magic circle." "It might cause even more trouble." Raynesia had no reply to this criticism. This was expected. The impact this incident caused could not be shouldered by Raynesia alone. Wrong, this decision would gamble the irreplaceable lives of many people, so who could shoulder this burden? Raynesia wanted to say 'God can do it'. But those were just useless words. But being a noble meant taking up this heavy responsibility. The aristocrats had to show their courage even when facing the risk of death. Her grandfather had always shown Raynesia through his example. Just like the belief in God, this teaching was intangible, but was a truth that Raynesia could touch in her heart. Raynesia nodded her head stiffly. Her movement lacked grace and looked ugly. "Please do not worry." But Henrietta standing behind Raynesia spoke encouragingly. Wearing the official uniform of a Round Table Council representative with a flowing cape, Henrietta said in a clear voice: "The Round Table Council already knows about this incident, please take note that we also agree to stopping the magic circle." "So you have the backing of the Round Table..." "Not a backing. Just fellow residents of Akiba working together to resolve the issue. I also consider the Kunie clan to be residents of Akiba... Am I wrong?" "Is that what Shiroe-dono told you to say?" "No." At those last words, Raynesia could tell that Henrietta had tensed up. Raynesia didn't understand the meaning behind this exchange, but she glared at Kinjo with unrelenting resolve.
"The preparations are done." Kinjo announced after his clansman whispered in his ear. In response, Raynesia turned around and looked at Henrietta for the first time. The talented lady with blonde hair and glasses had a far away look and muttered a few words. "10 more... 5... understood, in one minute." Henrietta ended the telepathy and nodded. After the confirmation, Raynesia said in a clear voice:
"Heartbeat Healing... Hoi~" Mikakage raised her staff that resembled a broom, casting the unique healing spell of the Druids from the hood of an abandoned car. Bright green light protected Akatsuki's heart with a pulsing sound, and Akatsuki's strength returned gradually with each beat of the rhythm. The tiny girl Allie with the same appearance and movement as Mikakage was also casting her magic by Mikakage's feet. Plant fairy Alraune could assist in battles just like other minions, and had the special ability of boosting the recovery effects of the Summoner's spell. The introverted Allie shut her eyes as she waved her spoon. She was not scared, she was just giving her all to aid her master. Healing over time spells with wide area recovery spell and instant recovery spell... Mikakage cast all her magic on Akatsuki. Using multiple healing spells was the unique style of the druids, Mikakage healed Akatsuki's wounds without reservation. Without regards to her MP, Mikakage healed Akatsuki's HP to 80%. Akatsuki didn't thank her. She didn't have the effort to spare. Akatsuki's duty right now was to attract the Murderer's attention and run down the main street. Completing her task perfectly was the only way to show her gratitude. Akatsuki, in her most focused mental state ever, understood this point. Akatsuki's range of awareness spread out, becoming as clear as the water surface, grasping the situation in her surroundings. Maryele, who was running right behind her, continued to cast Auto Heal to keep its effect from lapsing. A guerrilla Monk and her Cleric partner who were participants from West Wind Brigade joined them.
"Good luck!" A cheerful encouragement that didn't suit the intense battlefield rang out. Behind the Murderer who was pressing in with a looming smile, Mikakage was waving her hands so hard that they might fall off. Akatsuki felt a warmth in her heart. This was definitely not because of Heartbeat Healing. "Update! 10 more meters!" The voice of Maryele came from behind. Akatsuki leaped through the sky as if she were flying to the moon. After passing through the 'Mikakage and Byakko Area', there were 10 more meters to the next one. This was like visiting several attraction sites of a winter parade. Lugrius' abilities would increase with the number of Adventurers within 50 meters, which was why they could only station limited people within this range. If the battle dragged on, the limited manpower would exhaust their MP eventually. The damage output of the limited manpower was weak, so the battle would definitely drag on, so they couldn't increase the MP usage rate. It was a vicious cycle. In order to break this stalemate, Rieze came up with this raid battle plan. Stationing several 50 meter spherical zones that didn't overlap in Akiba. A team centered around Akatsuki would lure the Murderer through the zones, while the members stationed in each area would provide support with covering fire and healing spells. Akatsuki thought about the zones that were left and continued running. She swore to keep running until day broke. Akatsuki noticed that the support from Maryele had been dwindling. Akatsuki, who was a weapon specialist class, adjusted the way she fought depending on her remaining MP. At worst, this would lead to lower damage output and the battle dragging longer. But it was not the same for the healer class Maryele. If Maryele held back on her healing support, it would directly result in Akatsuki's demise. Because of this huge responsibility, Akatsuki wanted to protect everyone, she didn't want to lose. Akatsuki's equipment, the magic protecting her, healing her, all these didn't belong to Akatsuki. In order to pay back these borrowed treasures, she kept on dashing ahead. Seeking quicker steps and faster strikes.
This 'Over level' was similar to the demon blade. Its usage was against the common sense of Elder Tales. The strength Akatsuki desired was similar to the crazy demon that created snow storms. She felt ashamed of her naivety of wanting such powers. With a pulsing green light in her breast and a golden shine around her body. The gauntlets on her hands were full of power while the black garb on her body shielded her from harm. Most importantly, the hands waving at Akatsuki so hard as if they were going to fall off... the cheers, the gentle nods of encouragement warmed Akatsuki's heart and body. 'Over level' was understanding the Elder Tales game system, after the changes of the Catastrophe, a state you reached after working hard on it. It was part ingenuity and part hard work. In the end, Akatsuki didn't learn any of the 8 'Over levels' D.D.D discovered and was taught to her by Rieze. Just like Nyanta's cooking was the combination of his Chef subclass and his real life cooking skills, all the 'Over levels' were the observation and research of the subject in question. It was not something you could use after hearing its explanation. It was not something you could gain instantly after leveling up in a game. 'Over level' was not something you could get just by wishing for it, it was something you achieved after going through hard work and thinking. Nazuna said 'daring to say that Over level is boring is the real Over level'. Akatsuki carved these words into her heart. 'Over levels' were not used by high level Adventurers to flaunt their strength, it was something more precious, a piece of something she touched that day.
"Is that it? Is that it?" The Murderer allowed the blade to cut into his flank and smiled with glee. The Murderer, who drew closer at the expense of losing HP, let out a hellish chill. The snow storm solidified in an instant, freezing his wounds along with Akatsuki's beloved blade. Akatsuki lost her only weapon and fell to the ground from a blow from her opponent's arm. 6 "I'm okay." Akatsuki stood up. Her momentary lapse left her on the brink of death, with less than 5% of her HP left. But she was still alive. Maryele rushed over and used healing spells with mediocre effect. Her MP was running out. "I'm sorry. I'm... really sorry." The sad voice of Maryele pained Akatsuki's heart. Maryele did nothing wrong. This was her first raid battle but she had to bear the burden of being the primary healer because she was partnered with Akatsuki. Akatsuki wanted to console Maryele, but she couldn't find the words to say. So Akatsuki put all her heart into the same reply. "I'm okay." These were words of bravado, but not bravado at the same time. It was from the bottom of her heart wishing the person she cared about not to worry. Akatsuki was not sure whether her message was conveyed and prepared to dash ahead. At this moment, a short stick-like object spun in the air towards her. "Just in time, take this." The 25th girl who stuck her head out of the workshop said as she lifted her goggles. The sheath of the sword she received was still warm. In the hands of Akatsuki, who was freezing in the snow storm, it radiated a warmth of a fresh birth. "... Meito-Haganemushi" "Wrong... it's 'Haganemushi-Tatara', reforged version." With a closer look, Akatsuki found that the length and the hilt were different, it was made to accommodate Akatsuki. Most importantly, the status screen that reflected the item's background... the flavor text was different. "Something this great, I can't afford it..." "Win with this." Akatsuki was on the verge of tears, but Amenona's sword smith Tatara interrupted her. It was not her usual lazy voice, but a determined tone. "Defeat him with my sword." In the battle field she was pointing at, the guerilla from West Wind Brigade, Kawara, was battling. She was covered in wounds and blood all over, but she was still fighting with a fierce roar. The Murderer's primary target was Akatsuki, and he was still looking at her. But the young girl was using the skills of a Monk to defend Akatsuki, who was knocked down by the Murderer. "Akatsuki-yan, the preparations are complete." Akatsuki nodded at Maryele who was using healing spells. It was time. There was no need for words.
"Alright then, since you are Shiroe's junior, that means you are my junior too. To keep Soujirou from worrying, allow me to assist!" Akatsuki nodded. The Murderer charged at them like a tank. Rounding the corner of the main street, they ran towards a narrow gap between 2 buildings. Akatsuki and the fox-ear beauty dashed in. The snow storm blowing into the alley was stopped by Nazuna's barrier magic. "Are you alright?" The gentle voice showing no signs of being chased by a monster made Akatsuki raise her head. "Why are you crying?" Nazuna teased with a gentle smile. Akatsuki wiped her tears, but she couldn't say the words 'I'm fine.' She was so happy. She was at the brink of death and being chased by a fearsome foe, but Akatsuki didn't feel the fear of losing something. Surrounded by her friends, Akatsuki was challenging a raid. For the first time, she felt the warmth and camaraderie of battling together. Right now, the streets of Akiba at night were a battle field. The stage for Akatsuki, Raynesia, and the girls of the Water Maple Consulate. These feelings eclipsed the longing Akatsuki had for Shiroe. Akatsuki really liked the excellent and intelligent young man she revered as her lord, but she was now confident of liking him more. Preparing for others was a honorable path. Making a place for others to smile was very difficult. Her lord who understood the difficulty and value of this was worthy of Akatsuki's love.
The place they arrived at after the frantic run was the central square of Akiba. The Akiba metro, the elevated tracks, railings, and buildings surrounded this place, which was known as the heart of Akiba. After reaching this place, Akatsuki turned around in the pitch-black building and prepared for battle, waiting for the Murderer to come. The deep breaths of the chilly winter air hurt Akatsuki's chest. Her lungs hurt from the cold, but cooled Akatsuki's head. The Murderer noticed that Akatsuki had stopped and moved slowly into the square with loud steps. Akatsuki was left with 20% HP, it was about the same for the Murderer. Although their actual value differed by a hundred fold, Akatsuki still lifted her sword and awaited the Murderer. This was the Straight Eyes stance Akatsuki had used thousands, tens of thousands of time since the Catastrophe. "Not running?" Akatsuki nodded to acknowledge the question the Murderer asked with a cramping smile. "Then, it's about time..." The murder charged in as he shouted "to die!". He lifted Sentou-Byakumaru above his head, the sword growing larger with its ice coating, ready to strike. The 2 swords that were about the same size when displayed in Anemona differed widely now, it was like comparing a branch to a tree trunk.
A place higher than 15 stories, a place slightly above 50 meters.
With Kyouko acting as a safety harness, Rieze was barely within Akatsuki's detection range. The sorcerer's wide area attack, Freezing Rain, used a flood of water with ice particles in it to wash away the enemies. If she used it in a dungeon, the range was only 20 meters. But the water was falling freely under gravity towards the enemy right now.
This attack absorbed the freezing chill of the Murderer, feeding off the cold and solidifying the moment it touched him.
"What...!"
The Murderer tried to turn and escape, but his lower limbs and his gauntlet holding his sword were encased in a pillar of ice. His plan to split Akatsuki backfired, leaving Byakumaru that he was holding in his hand protruding out at the top of the ice pillar.
The damage from the spell was insignificant, less than 1% of his total health. But he was trapped in a stupendous amount of ice, restricting his movements, making it hard for him to evade attacks. The Murderer was unwilling to compromise and struggled in vain. He was really stunned by this turn of events now.
He didn't know why, but even Raynesia, who exited from the guild building, was staring at him.
It had nothing to do with his remaining HP.
Luring the Murderer here was to sap him of his combat prowess. Letting him see through all the tactics so he would let down his guard. The tactician with curly hair used the powers of the Murderer against him, trapping him in place. Akatsuki approached him deftly.
Her first attack was a simple Deadly Dance. Akatsuki lowered her center of gravity and slashed upwards. This was a melee attack skill, not powerful, but had a short cool down of 1 second. And its damage increased with each consecutive successful strike.
Akatsuki hit the exposed Byakumaru as if she were forging a blade.
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