Chapter 80: Charge, Siegfried! (cont.)

"Can you catch this spear of mine?"

Sieg gripped her sword tightly.

She could not shrink back any longer.

She desperately twisted her body aside.

The sword in her hand also struck the golden spear.

The instant they touched, Sieg felt just how immense the thrower's strength was.

Even though she swung her sword at the spear with all her might, she could not alter its trajectory.

Spear and sword crossed, and the clang of metal made Sieg's ears ache.

Berserker had already fallen, and Rider could barely remain standing, unable to support her.

Was there no way left?

So many people had saved this life, yet in the end, she could not even avenge Siegfried?

Move!

The golden spear grazed Sieg's upper arm, leaving a neat tear in her clothes and an irregular smear of blood.

"So that was all. You only have courage."

Achilles muttered.

The golden spear turned back through the air and returned to his hand.

"Die!"

Achilles aimed for Sieg's heart and viciously thrust forward.

—Draw your sword.

The silver-haired man spoke.

Just like you did back then.

Draw your sword!

Sieg's eyes widened. The black Command Spell representing Siegfried lit up, enveloping her.

She was not fighting alone!

She slashed fiercely at Achilles's golden spear and found that it had finally been knocked off course.

There was a chance!

But, to Sieg's surprise, Achilles abandoned the golden spear in his right hand, seized her shoulder blade with his left, and flung her to the ground.

Sieg winced in pain, struggled to rise, and backed away.

Achilles slowly stepped forward, his towering body bearing down on Sieg.

Was there no saving her?