32.2 Disaster

LISE

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"No need to swear, miss Nenner," the Primzahl chided as he pushed her sword out of his way before doing a double slash aimed at her chest with his twin blades. "Tis only natural that you have a hard time in defeating me."

Fvck off!

Regaining her footing after stepping away from his attack, Lise circled the Primzahl with her superior speed, aiming squarely at his back in hopes of at least getting another scratch on him.

"Not quite!"

*CLANG! CLANG!*

She gritted her teeth at the force of the man's parry. She was pushed away, but that didn't mean she had to stop. Using the momentum she gained from blocking his strike, she dished out an overhead swing to take advantage of the window he gave her.

*SLASH!*

"ARRGHH!! I'M HIT!"

Perfect!