"Grand Preceptor Wolita, you're a grand preceptor and a second-tribulation Martial Saint. Why flee in such disgrace? How far can you run?"
Sato Yuya sent her plane into a dive, using her own strength to make her lilting laughter echo across the sky.
With Great Jin's current roster of Martial Saints, no one could save him!
"Sword Saint Sato, we don't actually have to fight to the death. You should know I've always put great effort into an alliance with the Japan Empire. This time, you ambushed our navy. I had no choice!"
Wolita moved extremely fast, kicking up a long trail of dust across the ground. Every footfall left a depression in the earth and raised clouds of dust.
But a Martial Saint could not fly, after all. Faced with a plane diving closer through the sky, unimpeded by terrain, he was rather helpless.
Had it been Sato Yuya alone, he would naturally have had no fear.
But with two High Priests who controlled Class-S Anomalies alongside her, it was an entirely different matter.
In single combat, S-Rank Ghost Tamers could almost never sustain a prolonged fight against a Martial Saint without suffering a backlash.
Yet the varied, unpredictable abilities of S-Rank Ghost Tamers caused far too much trouble when used purely in support. Even a second-tribulation Martial Saint would find them an enormous headache!
With them on his heels, he truly felt his life was in danger. His death star kept pulsing!
Now he really was trying to talk his way into survival.
As long as he lived, there would still be opportunities!
As the only Martial Saint among the current younger generation of Jin people, he had always been taught this.
That was precisely why Prince Rui of the Heseri had spoken as he had earlier!
"Fine.