Dare to Spout Nonsense? Then You Can Feel Pain Too!

As the last rays of dusk faded, the sisters Theione and Theiona arrived at this abandoned shipyard by the sea.

They had not brought any weapons, because deathmatches in the Warring States were fought barehanded—the rawest kind of physical brawl.

The shipyard had been built against a Cavern by the sea, forming a huge arched arena. Members of the Kali Familia sat or stood along every tiered level. Theione entered, walked to the center, and found herself watched by a crowd of Amazons.

"Kali, we're here. Whatever you want to do, just get straight to it."

The Amazon Girl wore a grave expression as she looked directly at the young girl goddess seated on the highest tier and spoke her mind.

"I bestowed My Blessing upon you, and you repaid Me with pleasure. Now, I am prepared to collect the return for the blessings I once granted you and your Younger Sister.

Come. Right here, before Me, have a bloody battle to please Me. The spray of fresh blood, the wails of the defeated, the abandon of the victor—this is what I wish to see."

As the young girl goddess spoke, Algana jumped down from the upper tiers and landed directly before Theione.

"Your opponent is me. So many years have passed. I hope the overly lax environment outside hasn't turned you into trash, into a worthless piece of garbage."

"Whether I'm trash or garbage, Algana, I'll make sure you learn the answer properly."

Algana had once been her combat skill teacher, but their teacher-student relationship did not mean they got along. On the contrary, Theione had endured plenty of harsh training and torture-like instruction at her hands.

More than half the shadows over her childhood had been caused by the person standing before her.

Meanwhile, Theiona faced her own