The Masochist [Part 1]

The lady's single red eye narrowed as the black lance hurtled towards her.

In a display of superhuman reflexes, she whirled her spear in a dizzying arc, deflecting the projectile with a powerful strike.

However, not without sustaining powerful damage herself.

As the invisible cut force of black lance exploded, she was heavily propelled away, flying through the air uncontrolled like a deflated balloon, the air whooshing out of her as she flew back uncontrollably.

She landed with finesse, plunging her spear into the ground and using the friction to reduce her speed till she came to a halt.

The red flare in her eyes seemed to gleam brighter for a moment. Then from afar, she stretched her hand forward.

Northern narrowed his eyes.

'It's coming...'

Just after he said so in his mind, a panel appeared before his eyes.

[Do you want to Copy Talent: Erasure(B-Class) for 500 talent fragments]

'Bah! It's affordable, so why not'