Hit it Catallina

In the battle that was reaching a tense point between Catallina and Dorgs, Catallina began to feel fatigue slowly creeping deep into her body. The constant onslaught of attacks from the Dorgs, who seemed to know no surrender, was pressing in on her with frightening speed and precision.

Catallina, her breath coming in short gasps, with a tone of recognition revealed in her words, "You are like a battle tool that never gets tired!"

Dorgs continued to press Catallina with his sword strikes, creating pressure that forced the girl to move and dodge with difficulty. He tried to taunt them with a scathing question, "Why do you keep dodging, princess? Has the crossbow in your right hand run out of ammunition?"

This time, Catallina no longer dodged. With great determination, she tried to parry Dorgs' greatsword, but fate seemed to dictate another fate, and Catallina's sword broke in the clash.

Anxiety struck Catallina, and Dorgs immediately seized the moment deftly, throwing his sword from the side to attack.

Catallina, already aware of the danger, suddenly lowered her body until her face almost touched the dusty surface of the floor, trying to avoid the incoming deadly attack.

With her sword already broken, she launched a surprise attack, slashing at both of Dorgs' legs swiftly. "Arghhhh! Damn you!" screamed Catallina with the last of her strength.

Dorgs, feeling the piercing pain inside, staggered slightly as his legs were no longer stable. However, she did not waste the moment. Catallina rose quickly and aimed for Dorgs' left abdomen which was thinly protected by her armor.

Although it was very thin, for a skilled hunter like Catallina, such a small angle of aim was no problem. As Catallina's attack closed in on Dorgs' abdomen, the general furiously lashed out at Catallina with a hard knee. "You bastard girl, how dare you attack me!"

The knee hit Catallina hard in the face, sending her flying away. "Agghhh!" screeched Catallina with infinite pain.

Both sides seemed to be struggling in agony. Dorgs, with his severely injured Achilles tendon, was struggling to stand steadily, and every movement made him grimace in pain.

Meanwhile, Catallina was trying to get up despite her face being badly cut and her vision blurred. She repeatedly tried blinking her left eye in an attempt to refocus her vision, but it had not fully recovered to its original state.

Catallina then caught her breath carefully, trying to calm herself down. Once she felt calm enough, the girl reached for the bow that had been strapped to her back. With careful movements, she took five arrows at once and aimed them at her target.

Dorgs, with a dismissive smile, commented, "You think that's enough to defeat me, despite my condition?!"

In an instant, five arrows shot rapidly toward Dorgs. Despite the pain, Dorgs managed to deflect three of the arrows aiming for his vital organs with his sword. "Ugh!!!" However, the remaining two arrows managed to break through the defense and stuck in his right abdomen.

The battle continued, and this time Catallina approached with agile movements. Although she wanted to take advantage of the Dorgs' immobilized state, she kept a safe distance, forcing the general to stay put.

Catallina released another arrow, and it shot toward the Dorgs at high speed. With the closer distance, the arrow had greater destructive power as it reached its target.

However, Dorgs dodged the attack with incredible agility by swinging his sword in all directions. He jumped to the side nimbly and regained his self-control. Catallina didn't give up, she fired another arrow, this time aiming for Dorgs' leg. The arrow hit its target, causing the Dorgs to stumble for a moment.

Dorgs whimpered in pain, then grumbled, "Damn you, wild rabbit! How dare you make me into this!"

Dorgs wanted to try to get back up, but he was forced to swing his sword to avoid the arrows that kept coming, and the battle continued with unstoppable ferocity. Catallina's every move and attack required General Dorgs to keep moving and responding quickly.

However, Dorgs was a formidable opponent, and he did not care how many arrows pierced his armor. Swords and arrows continued to collide in this battle, creating a terrible clanking sound that echoed throughout the room.

Catallina, who was breathing heavily from her exertions, showed no signs of weakness. "You will surely die, false general! I will not give up until you die a torturous death!"

The battle continued, with the intensity increasing with time. Catallina continued to struggle to keep the distance between the two of them, using her trusty bow to unleash deadly arrows.

Finally, after a long and fierce battle, Catallina managed to get the opportunity she had been waiting for. She aimed her bow with incredible precision, releasing her final arrow that traveled towards the target with deadly speed. The arrow hit the bullseye right on the head.

Dorgs gasped for air, his body unsteady and his grip on his sword began to weaken. "You... damn..."

General Dorgs finally fell to the floor with his sword slipping from his grasp. Catallina, in deep exhaustion, looked up at the man who had once been her enemy and realized that she had won this battle.

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