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The explosive cloud cover gradually dispersed, returning the clear sky to its former state. Strands of warm golden light spilled across the calmed ocean, forming an aurora of simple colors, like the clearing skies after rain...
Yekusaya and Yuzuru floated in midair, gripping their once-again separated 'Angels.' Their slender bodies were stiff as they felt the hand resting on their shoulders, its palm rippling with dense currents of spiritual power. Their expressions changed rapidly, and they could not recover their senses for a long while.
Both Yekusaya and Yuzuru understood!
If they made any sudden move, the hand on their shoulders could strike before they even moved, robbing them of their ability to fight!
In other words, from the moment that hand had landed on the sisters' shoulders, they had already lost!
They had lost this duel!
Neither of them could choose who would be given the chance to survive...
At that thought, Yekusaya and Yuzuru's eyes trembled. They were filled with uncertainty, even losing their focus and becoming somewhat hollow.
Wu Yan, who had appeared behind the Yamai sisters through spatial transfer magic and captured them in passing, could not see their expressions at all. But even by guessing, he could tell.
Yet there was not the slightest reaction on his face. He even wore a faint smile.
"You lost..."
"Lost?..." Those two simple words snapped the Yamai sisters out of their daze. Their expressions immediately became incomparably agitated.
"Don't joke around!" Ignoring the hand on her shoulder that could attack at any time, Yekusaya violently broke free, turned around, and thrust the giant spear in her hand toward Wu Yan's chest.
"How could we lose?!"
Yuzuru said nothing, but she likewise gritted