"Void—"
She murmured the word softly.
The metal feathers flying toward Lingmeng vanished before they could even touch her.
"..."
She slowly rose from atop Tohka, then sent her flying dozens of meters with a vicious kick.
Tohka rolled across the ground before finally coming to a stop.
"Cough, cough—"
Coughing up a little blood, Tohka propped herself up with her Demon King and struggled to her feet.
Without using any Spirit Power at all, her opponent could easily pin her down and beat her with physical combat alone.
Apparently, besides her absurd Spirit Power and abilities, her physical strength was nothing to scoff at either.
"You damned bitch...!"
Tohka shouted at Lingmeng, seething with rage.
But Lingmeng ignored her completely, merely raising her head to gaze calmly at Yamai above.
It seemed she had launched those feathers a moment ago.
This was far from over.
Yamai laid the Lance in her hand against her bow, and the feathers on her back and the Chains around her body all wrapped around it.
Beside her, Yoshino once again raised her cannon, carved with a jet-black rabbit's head, gathering an incomparable chill within its muzzle.
Apparently, they intended to unleash their ultimate attacks on Lingmeng again.
"You... stop ignoring me...!"
After repeatedly calling out to Lingmeng without a response, Tohka finally lost her patience and raised Nahema high once more.
"Sword of the End—!"
The black Greatsword, taller than Tohka herself, radiated terrifying black Spirit Power, with flickers of electricity crackling around it.
Even so, Lingmeng showed no intention of acknowledging her and kept her back turned.
Veins bulged on Tohka's forehead as she swung at Lingmeng in fury, unleashing a world-shattering strike.
A towering wave of black sword energy surged along the ground.
Yamai and Yoshino, having finished charging their attacks