The Reason for Battle (One)

Heroic Spirit Palace, another corridor.

Miranda's sword cut a jagged line in the air.

*Clang!*

Amid the crisp sound of clashing metal, she gritted her teeth tightly as she brushed past Kroesch.

In the next second...

*Schick!*

A gush of blood spurted out from Miranda's lower abdomen whereas Kroesch's left leg armor became seriously deformed.

The two people who had their backs against each other pulled apart for some distance. Their figures swayed as they both fell to the ground.

"Haha, as expected of the Chief Seed." Kroesch sat on the ground with exhaustion spread across her face. She endured the pain as she used the edge of her blade to pry open her deformed leg armor and pressed down on her bone. "Even with your unhealed injuries, you can still accomplish this much.