Uden, seeing the magic circle stained in black, immediately swung her sword.

This wasn’t a mere test strike. It was a single, decisive blow aimed at severing the opponent's neck.

The attack, so brilliant it could be called the pinnacle of swordsmanship, pierced the air like light and flew toward the Void Apostle, cutting through the sound of the wind.

The moment her sword swung, Uden was certain that it had connected.

Her long, accumulated experience. The intuition honed from countless battles. It was this intuition that foretold Uden’s victory.

The reality confirmed that Uden's instincts were correct.

As the …