Lost in one hit
"Bamm…Bamm."
Blow after blow from the big hammer kept chasing its target, Lexy, who was her opponent, could only grunt in annoyance while jumping to avoid every deadly blow from the giant hammer.
Each strike of the large hammer would leave a meter deep and sometimes even larger and deeper in the ground.
Worried enough, sometimes Lexy tries to release counterattacks, but she will immediately stop when hundreds of spikes from the protective bubble shoot out right at the point of the area she will attack from her opponent's body.
With 20-centimeter-long spines of deep purple color, Lexy was forced to bury her intentions, even if her feet and hands were itching to release an attack.
"Unlucky! Too much risk to be borne!" Lexy sneered irritably, her doubts were deep as if she could imagine those hundreds of thorns piercing her flesh like wax through a soft tart.