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Clang!

Clang!

Two dull sounds rang out as the Tyrant and Kun Lords blocked her under-the-belt attacks.

"Girl, you're quite bold!" The Tyrant Lord exclaimed, his eyes turning red with fury.

"Haha, why shouldn't I be? Mutts should be sterilized."

"Mutts?" The Kun Lord repeated. "You dare call me a mutt?!"

He swept his hand through the air in a slightly feminine motion and summoned a fan, using it to control the winds around him.

At the same time, the Tyrant Lord slammed his fists together, evidently ready for battle.

Elena stared them down, trying to gauge their power.

'One is a speed-focused fighter, and the other has tyrannical strength. It'll be difficult to injure them if I don't go all out from the start.'

Elena immediately formulated a strategy and implemented it.