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arely keeping up as he did his best to fend off the wounded animals, Artekay still couldn’t understand what was happening at the moment. He’d seen the skills of Master Wind of the Northern Valleys firsthand, back when he hadn’t even let him draw his blade. He’d also seen him mark a fatal blow to Gedanius — the strongest warrior the young man had ever met until recently — with a single movement. But the thing that was happening right now…
He watched Warrior Azalea and her spear tirelessly crushing enemies with streams of liquid starlight. Every thrust of her spear, every swing… left such destruction behind that it seemed like if she weren’t restraining herself out of fear of hitting someone from the squad, she would’ve made her way through the jungle alone by now.
Then everything fro
