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Aurora's legs swirled in the air, leaving a trail of scorching fire in her wake.

Her right leg, enveloped in blistering fire, appeared in front of the man's face.

The man's expression was the personification of shock. To think this petite girl could pack so much punch? But regardless, at the end of the day, he was an advanced- rank individual.

His armor suddenly lit up in a low glow, a translucent purple shield forming on his right hand. He ignored the numbness in his arms, his right arm shooting sideways towards the trajectory of the kick.

But he would have never expected what happened next to happen.

The flames enveloping Aurora's leg suddenly raged, their forms erupting like a fiery storm that threatened to envelop the whole of the man's body.

The man's eyes widened, the glow on his armor increasing in intensity as a shield suddenly appeared in his second arm.