Chapter 79: The Reward of Kindness
Ayra stood amidst the carnage, her great-axe dripping with the blood of Awakened . Her chest heaved, the crimson aura of her S-Grade [Primal Fury Berserker] talent slowly dimming to a dangerous, simmering red.
Her Vanguard uniform was stained and torn, but her eyes blazed with a wild, triumphant satisfaction.
She had faced down thirteen armed thugs, followers of the cowardly Kane, and with Lia’s timely A-Grade healing, had turned the ambush into a one-sided slaughter.
"Hah!" she panted, a bloody grin splitting her face. "See, Vance? See, Lia? That’s how you deal with trash! Direct application of overwhelming force!
Lia, her A-Grade Staff of the World Ash still glowing with a soft, emerald light, offered a serene smile.
"Certainly! Here’s a more polished and professional version of the passage:
"Your strength is undeniable, Ayra," she remarked, her tone edged with wry amusement. "Though perhaps a touch more... collateral damage than strictly necessary." Her gaze drifted to a nearby obsidian tree, now marred by a large, axe-shaped dent.
Ayra scoffed. "Details, details. They won’t be bothering anyone ever again. That’s what matters."
The fight had been exhilarating, but she knew, deep down, that Daniel’s intervention with his bow had been swift and brutally efficient.
She remembered the unseen force that had obliterated the S-Grade Dark Cloud Leopard, the power that had made even her S-Grade talent feel like a child’s tantrum.
"Still," she muttered to herself, "that Vance... he’s not just strong. He’s... he’s like a walking cheat code.