Blood trickled from the corner of Wanda's mouth again. Although the four fused women had not struck her directly,
the space had been constructed by her Chaos Magic, so such a massive impact caused her to suffer some magical backlash.
It felt as though someone had smashed her chest with a sledgehammer, making it difficult for her to breathe.
But she did not let go. Her Chaos Magic condensed into a cushioning layer at the point of impact, bouncing their fused body away from the spatial wall.
The fused body steadied herself in the void. Her left hand pressed against her ribs, where a dent marked the blow from Judge's fist.
A surging torrent of energy flowed from her palm and covered the dent, which visibly returned to its original shape.
Her deep blue eyes fixed on Judge, the light in her pupils brighter than before.
"Your speed is fast, but your strength isn't as great as your speed."
Judge's white eyes narrowed. If it could have worn an expression, it would surely have been displeasure.
"You caught one of my punches and can still talk. Not bad."
It vanished again.
This time, the fused body of the four did not wait for it to strike her.
Her body spun once in place, and the crimson light blade in her hand traced a perfect circle.
The circular blade light spread outward, slicing the space between her and Judge in two.
Judge's body emerged from the void.
It was not that it wanted to appear. 2B and the others' blade light had cut through the folds of space it used to conceal itself, forcing it out.
It was less than ten meters from 2B and the others. Its right fist was already halfway through its swing, its knuckles gathered with dark