As everyone knew, one of the reasons why Crown Types were so named and became a separate category was because their body structure was extremely similar to that of humans.
Moreover, their size was usually within the normal range as well and like humans, they used martial arts and various techniques to win.
Well, that also meant that those techniques were effective against them as well.
Nessa wouldn't be able to take on some monster like Thunder Demon or Bladeclaw Beast in such a grab, they were too big and their body structure simply wouldn't allow Nessa to do so.
However, Snow Follower was the perfect target for her grab and subsequent knee strike right into Snow Follower's spine.
Had Snow Follower's place been taken by a human or Phantom, it would have been the end of their fight. Nessa's kick was powerful enough to break Snow Follower's spine in two and fold him in half, however... it wasn't that simple.
Crackle.
Snow Follower's arms tightened around Nessa's neck. Sharp, short claws dug into Nessa's skin, releasing multiple streams of blood while she struggled to breathe.
Turning around, Nessa faced Snow Follower's cold gaze. The monster was still in her grip, his spine was broken as was his jaw that dangled from side to side held only by white bandages, but... there wasn't even a hint of weakness in Snow Follower's gaze.
"Bastard..." Nessa struggled to mutter, feeling that just a little more and Snow Follower would actually choke her.
"You're the one who is trapped, not me. Don't you dare look at me like that...!" Nessa said through gritted teeth before her leg came into motion again.
Bam. Bam. Bam.
Time after time, Nessa's knee slammed into Snow Follower's back, intending to completely shatter the monster's bones, but not a single emotion appeared on Snow Follower's face.
'No... no... no! If it continues like this...' Nessa internally muttered while everything in front of her eyes went dark, her body urgently needed access to oxygen.
'I can't lose like this!'
Nessa's eyes went wide as she grabbed Snow Follower's wrist and with a sharp forward motion, broke Snow Follower's arms.
Then, Nessa spun around, plunging her foot into Snow Follower's stomach, the whistling wind accompanying her high-speed kick.
Snow Follower's eyes went wide as the impact threw him back. He still hadn't been able to reach his target.
"It's something to do with the temper tantrums that happened before, isn't it?" Adam asked casting a glance at Magnus.
The corners of Magnus's mouth lifted as he nodded.
"Yeah, you're right." Magnus nodded, "When she fought you she wasn't at the limit of her strength. I think you noticed that her muscles were tighter and her instincts sharper. Only in a deadly fight, a beast can show all that it has."
"Nessa, don't worry."
Suddenly, Magnus's voice rang out.
"Perhaps interfering in your fight isn't very fair, but I don't care. Unlike you, this bastard has gone through hundreds of people like you who lost their confidence over one bad episode."
Magnus grinned widely, stepping up to the microphone with a crazy gaze.
"You're doing well my girl. Just keep up the good work. The tougher the situation, the stronger you get. That's how you've always won so you'll win now. Keep breaking him until the arrogant bastard is dead!"
Magnus's voice echoed throughout the hall, quickly reaching Nessa's ears.
Oddly enough, it gave her real confidence. A satisfied smile appeared on Nessa's face as she took a fighting stance. Her muscles grew tighter even more, like carved steel and her instincts strove to get better every second of this deadly battle.
Snow Follower narrowed his eyes, he obviously didn't like Magnus interfering, even though it was just words, but moral support was important. Especially for someone whose strength depended upon their current condition.
"Wow, I'm amazed."
Adam uttered with a wide-eyed look at Nessa.
"Hmm? What are you talking about?" Magnus glanced at him puzzled, but the smirk remained on his face.
"Are you encouraging her or is this your cunning plan?" Adam asked with a wave of his hand.
Magnus sighed, shrugging as if he had to explain something trivial.
"Look, you probably think I'm a monster in human form, but I'm not, at least if to others I may be a monster and a tyrant, but not to Nessa. Even the greatest bastards and villains have those they truly care for, otherwise... they're just idiots pretending to be villains, with no goals, ambitions, or principles."
Magnus's gaze was deep and serious.
"FATHER!!!" Nessa exclaimed like a little girl.
Her face was red with embarrassment.
"Oh, I didn't turn off the microphone..." Magnus said baffled, scratching his cheek.
Step.
Snow Follower took a powerful step forward, drawing attention to himself before swinging his arm.
At his will, the katana half submerged in the floor shook violently before heading towards him.
Soon, Snow Follower's hand firmly gripped the hilt of his weapon, showing that it was now for real.