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It was a stab to the abdomen—a fatal wound, without a doubt. Damage to the internal organs, the resulting blood loss, and the agony that followed… none of it could be endured through sheer willpower. Even a Master-level fighter, someone close to the pinnacle, would find continuing the battle nearly impossible in that state.
“Sir Conrad!” Leon shouted and charged forward.
He yelled not only to alert him but in the hope that hearing his voice might help Conrad hang onto consciousness a little longer. Of course, the exolaw wielders weren’t deaf.
“Enemy!” one shouted.
“One? No, two! There’s another on the ceiling!”
“Then I’ll handle this brat!”
A gaunt exolaw wielder stepped in front of Leon with smug confidence. He seemed to be underestimating him because of his youthful face.
One for me, two for Karen. Looks like the ones on the ground were taken out by Sir Conrad.
Leon assessed the situation calmly. It wasn’t a bad matchup. Even with the Holy Sword, his skill level was a few steps below Karen’s. If he had to fight two on his own, there was a real chance he wouldn’t even be able to take advantage of the sword.
Karen, on the other hand, was a top-tier assassin. With her mobility, ability to dart freely across walls and ceilings, stealth attacks via shadow, and near-supernatural throwing accuracy, she could probably win a two-on-one.
The exolaw wielder in front of Leon began muttering...
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