Dura 1

Ouma, who had done away with Stella easily. His strength was real. And here he was in front of her drawn sword, completely defenseless.

She had no intent of letting this opportunity pass from under her nose. Ouma was insulting his enemy with abundant negligence. Without hesitation, Touka slashed at the defenseless Ouma using Raikiri and all her might. Drawing out her strength, leaving nothing out. Angle. Speed. It was a perfect strike.

Supposing it was a miscalculation, Ouma's arrogance was born of self-confidence and the difference between their power.

Her direct hits with Raikiri had not been able to leave a wound on Ouma's body.

In ten minutes. No matter how many times, the result was the same. She had cut through his clothes a little, but not through the thinnest bit of his skin.

What she felt with her hands every time she slashed was… a mountain. As if she was striking at an enormous mountain with a sword, a response that was too solid.

What is this abnormal defensive power…!?

As far as Blazer fights go, there were phenomena like this. There were cases where the difference in magic capacity was this absolute. Right, like the first match between Ikki and Stella.

But there can't be such a huge difference between Ouma-san's magic capacity and mine…!