The woman’s breastplate stopped glowing and was eventually destroyed.

[Name: Jeanne Huppert

Level: 336 (Diamond)

Guild: Frank

Corps: Pierrette

Attack Squad: Jeanne]

There was no way this woman was Indra. I cut off her hands and ears with small bolts of lightning. Her hand was grasping an A-class Level 402 item called ‘Hayagriva’s[1] Iron Mace,’ and A-class Level 432 earrings called ‘Theseus’ Earrings’ were dangling on her ears.

It was as easy to control my lightning as it was to control my own limbs. The sparks in the air only removed items from her in a sharp, accurate, and flexible manner. By the time her burnt hands and ears fell on the ground, the woman’s items were already in my inventory. She was unable to resist, like a deer in a slaughterhouse.

I kicked her in the waist.

“Argh!”

Within an instant, she disappeared after being pelted through the wall, leaving only her parting scream in the air. I came out from a freshly made hole in the wall. The occupation troops that had accompanied the woman were spread out leisurely, but they quickly gathered themselves when they saw her.

I had expected this exact scene. Her subordinates were...