Ainz - VS. Hamtaro

A metallic screech rang out, and Ainz’s swords were repelled once more. He squinted under his helmet. He wasn’t trying too hard, but the Wise King of the Forest was repelling his attacks with her skin alone—it must have been harder than low-grade metals. So she’s not just a fluffy fur ball? Ainz felt momentarily betrayed, but he realized that thought wasn’t appropriate for combat and cleared it away.

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It seemed like neither one of them would land a decisive blow, when suddenly Ainz managed to penetrate the Wise King of the Forest’s defenses.

“What!”

The sensation of his blade piercing flesh was accompanied by the smell of fresh blood. The great sword in Ainz’s right hand had made a small rip in the Wise King of the Forest’s skin. A handful of hairs hung in the air.

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Volume 2, Chapter 3.3