Eating Too Much (1)

Medeia didn't even know how vast the gap was between an ordinary SSS-rank and Lucian's SSS++. Even the system had never given a clear answer. Or maybe … it didn't know either.

Garick took several steps back, eyes narrowing. Then, without hesitation, he and the other soldiers attacked simultaneously, their swords cutting through the air in perfect sync.

From an outsider's perspective, it almost looked like a beautifully choreographed dance and Medeia was the one who led them.

She twisted and spun, her body weaving through their blades with an elegance that made it seem effortless. Their swords clashed against each other, narrowly missing her heart, her throat, every vulnerable spot they aimed for.

Even without Lucian's help, not a single blade could touch her.

[Countdown: 00:13:00]

Medeia had been having too much fun so much that she nearly lost track of time.