Why did the shrine maiden bring Penguin Logistics here?
Mostima was skilled at thinking through countless things in an instant. At times like this, it felt as though time had slowed hundreds of times over for her. She rather liked it, though it could not exactly be called playing with time.
First of all, it was indeed apparent that Judah's power had been dispersed.
The more people the chains wrapped around, the more Judah's power weakened. The shrine maiden's purpose was clear enough: Penguin Logistics was merely cannon fodder she had used to divide Judah's power. Though their lives were not in danger, such behavior could hardly be called kind.
That scheming shrine maiden.
Ah... in a family where every punch and kick created sonic booms, this was the sort of thing they fussed over.
Time passed.
Mostima was getting a little annoyed.
Mostima heard the sounds of battle die down. The heavy cross crashed to the ground with a boom, followed by Theresa's delicate scream. It was not frightening in the least; instead, it carried a strangely suggestive air.
Theresa had lost rather quickly.
Mostima thought this, and it was her final thought. Judah's chains all withdrew, but the exhaustion did not fade. Instead, it continued to surge in like the tide, making Mostima unable to resist yawning.
"Just for a little while... let me rest."
"ZZZZ~~"
It was finally over.
All the fighting had ended. Hoshino shook her head, looked at the beautiful girls sprawled all over the ground, and revealed a victor's smile.
"Shh."
She lightly raised a finger to the standing Judah, as if afraid of disturbing the girls' rest.
"With this, they'll have to sleep for at least two days."
Hoshino stretched. This battle had exhausted her too, but she could not sleep yet. She