Flames instantly swallowed that black figure.
But.
There was no smell of burning flesh, nor any screams.
In fact.
The figure did not even pause.
"This level of power..."
The flames dispersed.
Sasamori Aya charged out.
The light armor she wore, made from [Shadow Leopard] hide and refined steel wire, was not even damaged. Only her long, straight black hair had curled slightly.
"Is this all these monsters can do?"
Sasamori Aya grinned, her pitch-black eyes brimming with fighting spirit.
As her words fell.
Sasamori Aya had already charged up to the Hellhound that had just finished breathing fire and had yet to close its mouth.
There were no flashy moves.
She merely reached out.
And seized the Hellhound's upper and lower jaws, which were still trailing black smoke.
"Crack!"
She exerted force through her wrists.
Accompanied by a teeth-grating sound of cracking bone.
The monster, fully the size of a small calf, did not even have time to whimper.
The Hellhound's entire lower jaw was forcibly torn off by that utterly brutal strength.
Blood sprayed like rain.
"Too weak."
Sasamori Aya casually tossed the still-twitching Hellhound aside.
Then.
Sasamori Aya's eyes, made even more feverish by the blood staining her, fixed on the pack of Hellhounds behind it, which had shown a trace of hesitation after their companion was killed instantly.
"Hey..."
"Show me a little of what you've got."
"Otherwise."
"I'm going to get really bored."
At the sight.
The corners of Onigawara Rin's eyes twitched wildly as she stood at the back.
"There she goes again..."
"That problem of hers is acting up again."
"Problem?"
Kikakujō Mary twirled the Rapier in her hand and lightly rested its tip on the ground. Watching the figure who had already charged into the monsters and begun slaughtering them, she