The wall was blown open, and spiderweb-like cracks spread across the road. Soil was torn up, exploding together with chunks of stone.
It was as though her whole body had been struck by a two-dimensional foil launched from a dump truck, embedded straight into the ground.
She seemed to want to force herself upright, but unfortunately, someone was obviously faster.
An elbow slammed into the Assault Team captain's chest. The woman twitched, collapsed to the ground, and completely lost consciousness.
"What a joke."
"Some nobody without even the strength of a blank-slate Rita thinks she can judge me?"
Russell rubbed his elbow.
Ragna had quite a nice figure. When his elbow hit her, he could feel a faint rebound.
Unlike a certain Grand Order Dragon Fae, whose chest was practically covered in the reflective armor of a dragon turtle. The impact had made his elbow hurt.
Bronya, whom Ragna had regarded as a victim, swiftly pulled a long rope from her suitcase and tied up the well-meaning Assault Team captain.
"Commander, should I handle her like this?"
"Or should I put her in a bag and throw her into the river?"
After doing all that, she asked Russell with perfect naturalness.
This little duckling Bronya really had a weak sense of good and evil.
The sight of it all—
Made all the girls watching the livestream outside, aside from Mudrock, fall silent.
Good grief.
When faced with something hard to explain, he just went straight in with an Iron Mountain Lean followed by a black elbow strike?
And what was that tiny-looking girl planning to do by tying someone up and stuffing her into a bag?!!!
Was she really going to dump Ragna's body?!!
"Was that Bronya when she was little? Brother, hurry up and stop her!"
Seeing that Ragna