With her reckless casting, she was finally able to get past Shiranui's defenses. Blood leaked from the wounds caused by the lasers directed towards Shiranui. Although none of the lasers had managed to pierce through her body completely, even the smallest graze left her leaking blood. The laser was sharper than any weapon and stronger than any attack that Rebecca could muster.
As Rebecca started to gain better understanding of her abilities, Shiranui was pushed further and further towards the precipice of defeat. The lasers after her felt as if they were the dark hounds of hell who were intent on bringing her back with them. There was no way to get rid of them unless she dodged them at the last possible moment and allowed the lasers to hit the surrounding objects to remove their tracking effect. She had slowly been able to discover that Rebecca was unable to control a laser that had already encountered an obstacle in its path.
Shiranui wasn't one to back down despite the number of attacks that she was suffering with each passing moment. Her defenses had broken down long ago and she was barely able to keep herself standing in the face of continuous barrage of attacks that seemingly had no end to them.
Wounds started to accumulate on her body and the blood loss started to affect her cognitive ability as Shiranui madly rushed towards Rebecca in an attempt to resist the end that the fight was heading towards.
Shiranui was more averse to losing than anyone else in the world. She wasn't willing to go down this easily and had chosen to fight for as long as possible even if she had to do something that was against logic and common sense. Her reddish figure was already starting to slow down as the blood loss started to affect her physical abilities as well. This increased the difficulty of the match by many folds for Shiranui who had already been struggling.
Shiranui was unable to sustain the magic output that she had released as she had rushed towards Rebecca. This caused her steps to falter as she basically stumbled her way towards her. Her body felt heavy and each step was felt full of labor like she had never known before. The decrease in her agility and flexibility due to her heavy steps and drained body was enough to make her a moving target for Rebecca to practice her newfound strength on.
Shiranui did not get a single opportunity to fight back. In front of absolute superiority that Rebecca was displaying, her strength was like a firefly in front of the sun.
Shiranui was bloodied and exhausted yet refused to come off the field. She did not want to lose to Rebecca no matter the cost. She did not want to forfeit this match. She felt that if she lost this match she would never be able to achieve the goal that she had set for herself. The fire of vengeance in her eyes would never be exhausted if Shiranui was stopped by Rebecca.
Her refusal to forfeit led to a situation that was unacceptable to Zavier in the stands. Rebecca followed after Shiranui as she tried to avoid the incoming attacks and kept on attacking her by exploiting the opportunities and the gaps in her defense created by her lasers that she had already launched at Shiranui.
Zavier was fidgeting at his seat and was wondering whether he should ask teacher Calista to bring her off the field or not. He knew what winning meant to Shiranui but he was not willing to let her get injured in such a manner due to that obsession. Rebecca was not an enemy that she had to beat no matter what. There was no personal enmity or grudge to begin with so there was no need to go so far. Zavier knew that this all sounded good to him when he appraised the logic of it but asking Shiranui to understand that was not so simple. She was extremely stubborn and bull minded when it came to situations like this. She would not back down no matter what.
In the end, his care for Shiranui won over his understanding of Shiranui and he approached Calista to bring her out. He was willing to fight instead of her.
"Take her out please. She would never give up on her own. This much is already enough. What are you waiting for? Please help her out."
Calista cast a fierce glare at him as if she wanted to devour him whole like a monster but her gaze softened as she witnessed the worried expression that was plastered all over Zavier's face. She could tell that he was extremely nervous from the way he constantly kept twisting and cracking his fingers.
Even though she wanted to do the same thing too, she had been bound by Shiranui's words from before the match. She couldn't stop the game even if she wanted to because she knew that if she did that she would completely lose her student. This would be a blow that Shiranui would be unable to forget; a stigma that would haunt her as much as the trauma that she had already been suffering from.
Calista didn't want to be the one to do that to her pitiful student. She planned to keep her promise to her no matter what. Before the match, Shiranui had asked her to not interfere with her match unless she gave up by herself and Calista was planning to keep her word no matter what she witnessed.
Zavier was growing impatient and Calista could tell how terrified and worried he was but she had to let him down this time.
"I am sorry but I won't do that. She asked me to not interfere before the match. I have to respect her wishes. Zavier, I want you to believe in her that she can take care of herself. I know that you are worried but she is a mage as well who has her own goal in mind. I hope that you let her do what she wants or I fear that she might cast you aside if you try to become her shackles. That's how important her goal is to her. Please give her your full support. You know that she needs it; now more than ever."
Zavier calmed down his boiling rage and contemplated what Calista had just said to him. He had been so worried that he had forgotten what was most important to Shiranui. He had never wanted to hold her back but unknowingly he had almost done the very same thing. If it hadn't been for Calista, he might have already done something that he might have regretted later on.
It wasn't just the Merion high school team that was shocked by the result of the match. There was a clamor in the audience as well. There were indistinct shouts, voices of support and most of all shock that they had received at the expected loss of Shiranui who had been the most popular amongst the candidates. The reason for her popularity was not just the way she dressed, but the strength and level of skill development that she had showed had mesmerized the audience. Her mental fortitude and her cool demeanor had won over the audience in a very short period of time.
Yet the scene that was being played in the field at that moment was beyond the understanding of the audience. The mighty Shiranui who had been deemed to be one of the finalists was currently being crushed by Rebecca who had been nowhere close to her according to the audience reviews.
This was as unlikely as it could have been so it took a while for the audience to accept the reality that Shiranui was no longer one of the strongest. She had been overtaken by Rebecca through the use of the evolution potion.
The pitiful state of Shiranui of the Yamata family caused Rachel to frown as if she didn't believe the result that was in front of her. She had expected more from such a famous family but it seemed that she had overestimated the standard of the fallen family. She appeared to be dissatisfied with this outcome as she had great expectations for Shiranui who was one of the last remaining survivors of the Yamata family.
Contrary to her expectations, Shiranui had displayed none of the imperial regalia during the match. It seemed that she had failed to awaken any one of them despite having the bloodline of the Yamata family. Rachel felt disappointed at such a waste of potential.
The audience had long since been silenced. It was no longer a match or a competition between two contestants. It had long since left that genre. It was a one-sided thrashing and bullying that people were watching from in between their fingers. Every single one of them wanted the match to be stopped but there was no one who was willing to get in between the two. One was punching with her fist covered in glittering diamond and the other was offering up her body as a punching target.