Ruthless.
That was Sasamori Aya.
Had it been an ordinary Lv.1 adventurer, or even a Lv.2, facing this sudden, utterly unreasonable strike, they would probably have died instantly.
But.
"Smack."
A crisp sound rang out.
Haimo merely raised his hand slightly and easily caught her wrist when those claws were less than a centimeter from his Adam's apple.
"Attacking me here?"
She actually dared to attack her own god.
Sasamori Aya really was a lunatic.
Fortunately.
Haimo did not dislike this kind of lunatic.
Instead, his fingers tightened slightly.
That immovable, mountain-like strength traveled through her wrist, instantly subjecting Sasamori Aya to a suffocating sense of pressure.
But.
That pressure did not make Sasamori Aya back down.
Instead, it was like pouring a bucket of oil onto a fire.
"This is it!"
The flames in Sasamori Aya's eyes burned even brighter, a poison called "excitement."
"This is the feeling!"
"God! Grant my wish! As long as it works, I'll do anything you want!"
Sasamori Aya growled.
Rather than trying to pull her hand back, she used the force of Haimo's grip on her wrist, drove through her waist, and surged toward him.
At that moment.
The two instantly tangled in close combat.
Sasamori Aya fought with complete disregard for her life.
Elbow strikes, knee strikes, grappling.
She was practically wringing herself dry.
Like squeezing a sponge that was nearly dry, trying to wring even one last drop of water from it.
Haimo, naturally, blocked, deflected, and redirected her force.
"Thud!"
-The dull sound of a fist striking a palm.
"Smack!"
-The sound of arms colliding.
Every block neutralized her force with perfect precision, while making Sasamori Aya feel the unshakable despair of facing a vast ocean.
"Hah!"
Unable to break through despite her relentless attacks, Sasamori Aya let out a