So, the scene from not long ago played out once again, only with the roles reversed.
The Crimson Blade in the Demon Blade's hand shattered, the same scar etched lightning across her body, nearly splitting her in two.
Behind Miss Demon Blade, a mature lady with lightning encased did a graceful flourish, then sheathed her sword.
"Thank you for the match."
Chiyoda Kujo said, preparing to step off the stage.
Hmm, if she didn't leave the stage soon, her pretense wouldn't hold.
The young general looked at her trembling right hand, feeling a bit of fear.
She almost failed to act cool and got beaten; the Demon Sword Princess's swordsmanship was far scarier than she had imagined. She thought that her full-force strike would instantly kill the opponent without resistance.