Chapter 294: Self Control (2)

Chapter 294: Self Control (2)

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Billy and Mike muttered to each other as they watched a dark elf jump off the wall.

"It must be at least 15 meters high. Jumping down from there?"

"Yeah. Is that some new way to kill oneself?"Điscover new chapters on n0ve(l)bin(.)com

"Hey, Mike. Could you survive jumping from there?"

"Hmm, it's possible, but I think all my legs would break? Of course, if I use [Release], i'd be fine."

"Well if you're going to use [Release], I can do it too, buddy."

While they were chatting, the dark elf did several flips in the air and landed on the ground.

Thud.

The dark elf stood up as if uninjured, her movement as graceful as a large cat.

Clap, clap, clap, clap

Billy and Mike applauded her.

"Wow, that's impressive. She's totally fine?"

"So cool... I want to try it later."

The dark elf did not respond and walked over to the group.

Adrienne muttered.

"The dark elf with brown skin... The Empire's mad black panther, Fyat."

Fyat was a famous warrior. She was well-known for her beautiful appearance and skills, but more so for her temperament.

She goes crazy at the prospect of fighting a strong opponent. She purely enjoys duels with the strong.

Swoosh.

Theo drew his sword.

He instinctively felt it.

'It's dangerous to give her more distance.'

Theo aimed his sword at Fyat, who was approaching.

"Come any closer, and I'll cut you."

Fyat stopped walking at the exact distance Theo felt was dangerous.

Nay said,

Child, I sense an unusual aura from that dark elf.

Indeed, Fyat was emanating a menacing aura, as Nay mentioned.

Theo glared at Fyat.

'I wish we could talk this out.'

In the game, Fyat was a character who could communicate.

She was a slaughter maniac who had killed countless people over her 300-year lifespan, but only in one-on-one duels.

She had no interest in indiscriminate killing.

'But now, the atmosphere is quite different from the game.'

She used to have a calm coolness, but now she seemed like a volcano about to erupt.

Theo asked Fyat.

"I saw the corpses of paladins inside the checkpoint. Did you do it, Fyat?"

Fyat alternated her gaze between Theo's face and the [Demon Sword].

Curiosity appeared on her face.

"Yes. You're Theo Lyn Waldeurk, the one from the rumors. Who are the people with you?"

"We are an investigation team from the Order. Why did you kill the paladins?"

"I was on a mission. I was asked to kill all the witnesses."

Theo laughed incredulously.

"That's nonsensical. If that was the case, you should have ambushed us as soon as you saw us. That would have been more effective for achieving your goal."

Fyat nodded.

"Fine. I have no need for spectators. What I want now is for us to clash swords with everything on the line."

Theo told his companions,

"You guys go ahead to the demon Shrine. I'll join you after defeating Fyat."

The companions nodded and prepared to leave.

Sara handed Theo a white bead the size of a coin.

"Take this."

"What's this?"

She took out a similar white bead and said,

"I made it with my holy power. People who have these beads can sense each other's condition from afar. If it turns black, it means the person is in danger."

"Got it."

Theo took the white bead from Sara and put it in his pocket.

"See you later."

The companions left, cheering for Theo.

Now, only Theo and Fyat remained at the site.

Whoosh

There was no conversation, just the sound of the cold night wind.

No conversation was needed.

Swoosh, swoosh!

Theo pulled out a dagger from his chest and threw it at Fyat. Then, he drew his sword and charged at her.

Clang!

As if she had anticipated it, Fyat deflected the incoming dagger with her sword.

Theo hadn't thrown the dagger to hit her but to disrupt her timing.

Clang!

Swords clashed. Neither Theo nor Fyat gave an inch, just pushing against each other in a test of strength.

The outcome was decided quickly.

Theo began to lose in strength in less than three seconds.

'No matter how much my physical abilities have improved, I'm no match for top-tier warriors.'

The weak have their own ways of fighting.

Theo didn't continue the power struggle with a buff.

Instead, he suddenly withdrew the force he was applying to his sword, aiming to throw Fyat off balance.

Fyat, a seasoned fighter, didn't stagger. She quickly regained her balance.

However, Theo's highly developed optic nerves caught a momentary gap.

'Fyat must have already figured out my reach. I'll use that to my advantage.'

Theo aimed for Fyat's left thigh and swung his sword.

Fyat, still expressionless, pulled her left thigh back.

But, swish

Theo's sword managed to graze Fyat's left thigh, albeit shallowly.

Theo had momentarily infused his sword with energy to extend its length.

Fyat immediately took several steps back with a backstep.

"You use interesting tactics, Theo Lyn Waldeurk."

A smile appeared on her previously expressionless face.

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