Clang—!
It was the sound of steel colliding with steel.
The sound became a shockwave of wind, bursting outward in every direction like raging surf.
From within it, a graceful figure suddenly flashed out.
It was none other than Jeanne.
Yet at this moment, Jeanne's attire had changed completely.
Her once utterly ordinary casual clothes had transformed into the garments of a holy servant, with light armor equipped over various parts of them.
In her hand, she held a flag.
Its banner was wrapped around a long steel shaft, with a sharp spike set at the top, making the flag resemble a spear.
Wielding such a flag, Jeanne broke free from the blasting gale at astonishing speed while shouting ahead.
"Stop! Lancer of the Red Faction...!"
However, the other side clearly had no intention of listening to Jeanne.
"Whoosh..."
Amid a faint sound of tearing through the air, Karna charged forward from ahead, wielding an enormous steel spear.
His momentum was like that of a speeding chariot. His entire body was enveloped in blazing flames, turning him into a wheel of fire as he hurtled toward Jeanne.
The next moment, Karna thrust out the Divine Spear in his hand with an expression devoid of emotion.
That thrust instantly pierced through space and split the air. Like a flash of aurora, not even the sound of an explosion could catch up to it.
Such a spear strike could be called a divine technique.
Naturally, someone who unleashed such an attack could only have one goal.
To kill the opponent without fail.
"...!"
Jeanne gritted her teeth. Unable to care about anything else, she hurriedly raised the weapon in her hand.
Cling—!
With a crisp ring, the fatal thrust aimed straight at Jeanne's throat crashed heavily against the flagpole, sending sparks flying