"So, is this your answer?"
Looking at the approaching spider-transformed elf, Welin shook her head helplessly.
"Why do you force me? I didn't want to do this..."
As she spoke, Welin's tender little fist, wrapped in lightning, collided with the bow blade in the spider-transformed elf's hand.
Some spectators nearby couldn't bear to watch and covered their eyes.
In their view, the blue-haired girl's palm would probably be cut off by the terrifying spider-transformed elf, using the sharp blade on the bow in the next second.
But what happened next was unbelievable to everyone.
The seemingly slender and fragile blue-haired girl crushed the longbow and the blade tied to it with just one bare hand, breaking them in two.
Then her fist, momentum unabated, slammed directly into the spider-transformed elf's cheek.
With a sharp scream, the spider-transformed elf, several times larger than Welin, was sent flying several meters by her punch, crashing into the wall of a shop on the street.