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- I stood up calmly, dusting off my pants. “Tell her when she wakes up that we’re even now.”
- “Even? Who do you think—”
- I turned around to face the girl’s two protectors, looking at each of them with a cold gaze.
- “You’re the girl that we saw half-dead in one of the Sanctuaries,” the brown-haired swordsman said with mild surprise.
- The mace-wielder beside him, however, didn’t act nearly as calmly as his companion. He rushed forward with explosive speed and his lightning-clad mace blurred straight at my face.
- Stepping forward, I dipped just below the path of his weapon, and struck below his ribs, right at his liver with all of my aether concentrated on my fist.
- My counterattack didn’t connect, though. In that split second, he had managed to bring his other hand up to block my strike.
- Still, the force of my attack sent the crimson-haired warrior skidding back. His expression turned to that of surprise as he looked down at the hand that had become a bloody mess from blocking my attack.
- “I’m a guy,” I corrected, shaking my throbbing hand. Even with all of my aether strengthening and protecting my hand, it felt like I had punched a wall of diamond.
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