Esdeath stood on the battlefield, her gaze sweeping across each of the Emperor's Sharp Blades. Their faces still carried traces of shock and awe.
She nodded slightly, a satisfied curve lifting the corner of her lips.
"Not bad. You're all very strong."
Esdeath's voice was low and magnetic, carrying a force that seemed capable of piercing straight into one's heart.
It was the unique aura forged through countless battles. Previously, Esdeath had been a beast imprisoned in a zoo. Now that the beast had been released, she had used the Emperor's Sharp Blades to sharpen her fangs and claws once more.
Naturally, she was stronger and sharper than before!
The Emperor's Sharp Blades all lowered their heads. They understood that Esdeath was not merely their commander, but also a powerhouse they could only look up to.
They had thought that the ten of them joining forces would be enough to fight Esdeath, but after truly clashing with her, they had come to deeply understand just how unimaginably powerful she was.
Her strength, speed, and technique had all reached unbelievable heights. Every attack was as fierce as a raging storm, impossible to withstand.
Esdeath's unimaginable strength had made them fully realize their own shortcomings.
One of the Empire's Twin Pillars, the Strongest Spear—those titles had not been exaggerated in the slightest.
"Your teamwork is excellent, but in front of me, it still isn't enough."
Esdeath continued, without the slightest hint of belittlement in her voice. Instead, there was expectation and encouragement.
The Emperor's Sharp Blades stiffened inwardly. They knew Esdeath was reminding them not to be satisfied with their current state, but to continue striving to improve their strength.
At the same time, their awe and admiration for Esdeath deepened further.
"However, that is exactly what I was hoping to see."