She hadn't had it easy these past two days!
Although Durandal said she hadn't gone too hard on her, only making her practice boxing with her.
Esdeath seriously doubted whether Durandal was even human. Maybe she was a Super Dangerous Species in human form? Anyway, practicing boxing with Durandal had left her traumatized.
But it wasn't like she had gained nothing. Under Durandal's pressure... she had felt her own weakness and developed an endless desire to become stronger. Then, she had actually comprehended... one of the most powerful hidden abilities of her Imperial Arms.
If they truly fought to the death, it was still uncertain who would win and who would lose!
She suddenly felt grateful for Durandal's existence. It was Durandal who had given her such immense pressure, making her constantly crave greater strength.
In Esdeath's eyes, she would surpass Durandal sooner or later and become even stronger than her.
P.S.: No bullet comments... sigh...
Najeta's Decision
Najeta walked out of the main tent in a foul mood. After an hour of discussion over what to do with the fifty thousand prisoners, the final decision had still been left entirely to Esdeath.
Calling it a discussion was generous; there had barely been any real discussion at all... Esdeath supported killing them all, so they wouldn't have to drag so much dead weight along the road. Najeta wanted to stop her, but considering that it was the Empire's order, she didn't know how to bring it up.
As for Durandal herself, she hadn't made up her mind yet.
She could slaughter countless opponents on the battlefield, but she still hesitated somewhat when it came to killing prisoners who could no longer resist. However, for the time being, she was considered an Imperial soldier. A soldier's duty was to obey