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The entire venue suddenly fell silent.
With a squelch, Noah pulled the fragment of the black demonic sword's tip that was still lodged in his shoulder free and casually tossed it onto the ground, where it landed with a clang.
"Huff..." The pain from his shoulder made Noah catch his breath slightly before he raised his eyes and looked ahead.
"Ugh..." Ren clutched her abdomen, feeling the pain coming from it. Sweat streamed down her delicate face.
It was easy to imagine just how badly the two of them had been hurt.
That was only because neither Noah nor Ren had materialized their Spirit Armaments, causing all the damage to become blows to their minds.
If they had materialized their Spirit Armaments and fought with them as actual weapons, there would surely have been gashes across both of their bodies by now.
Even so, that did not mean the battle was over.
Forcing herself to endure the pain in her abdomen, Ren struggled to rise from the ground. Her eyes turned toward Noah, meeting his gaze as she raised one hand.
"Clang—!"
A blinding black radiance immediately flared from the back of Ren's raised hand, causing a Spirit Crest to emerge.
The Spirit Crest erupted with black lightning.
Within the black lightning, the black demonic sword formed once more. Ren gripped it tightly, its blade emitting an ominous glow.
Watching this, Noah quietly thought to himself.
As expected, it wasn't that simple.
Spirit Armaments were not ordinary weapons, but implements transformed from spirits themselves.
In other words, so long as the contracted spirit