Chapter 37: Chaos
The training hall vibrated violently. Every last piece of iron shield paused mid-air—then vanished.
Not a sound was made. They simply disappeared, returning the eerie silence—except for the sound of someone violently punching meat.
Tham! Tham!
Kirin pounded the bloody mush Ronnie's face had become. "Where is your smirk? You know what to do, right? I won't stop otherwise!!"
The speed of her punches increased. She shouted at the open skull covered in blood—skin already shredded—making the scene look horrifying.
Raventa frowned, hesitantly pulling out a wooden wand. But one look at Kirin's fierce expression made her reconsider. She simply observed.
Hunter exams were meant to be completely unsupervised—lawless. Anything was allowed. You could even poison the A-rank hunter and kill him before the fight—you just needed proof of poisoning to get your license.
As a cardinal, she had no right to interfere. It would only create problems for her.
'But... how does she know Wild West?' Raventa's mind wandered to the technique Kirin used—a martial art focused entirely on locating and destroying weaknesses in the enemy.
It was widespread among fighters, yes—but its true popularity and refined form came from the soldiers of the Aurelian Empire.
'Her mastery screams she learned from a master... An outsider to the military wouldn't know it this well. Either she's a high-ranking member of the Divine Knights... or has a teacher among them...' Raventa deduced, growing more cautious by the moment.