Chapter 1443: Slaps Vs Kicks
After just a little over a minute, the fight seemed to calm down a bit. Arad was the first to move, taking a step toward the dancing Mathilde. His void has never stopped assailing her harrowing true self, but still, he didn’t feel like he was making any progress.
Mathilde was larger, faster, had better control, and what’s more, seemed to have a far larger martial experience under her belt than Arad.
Arad lunged forward, throwing his fist straight at Mathilde’s face. She immediately shifted her moves, lifting her right foot up and blocking Arad’s fist with her sole right in front of her face.
With one swift move, she pushed Arad’s fist aside and slid forward, sending a drop kick straight at his chest. He was too tall for her to aim at his head.
Arad, of course, lifted his arms to block her kick. But Mathilde jumped at that moment, her foot flying above his guard and dropping straight at his skull, sending his face flying to the ground.
Arad landed with his hands first, pushing him self right back up. But he didn’t go far. Mathilde had jumped earlier, and she just happened to have timed her fall right and landed right on the back of his head, drilling his head into the ground.
Mathilde wasn’t just any angel; she had fought the elvish goddess many times. And those fights didn’t just end in losses and draws, but in reality, Mathilde won more than she had lost. The reason was simple: the elvish goddess Sylph is powerful, but she doesn’t embody any fighting concept, while Mathilde is a violent kicker.
Mathilde and Diana were the angels that were sent to deal with powerful abominations equal to prime Vorvadoss, the ones that come to deal with whatever the great wyrm void dragons can’t handle.
The moment Arad compared Mathilde to Diana, he knew he couldn’t win. It was already too obvious. Those two aren’t any powerful angels, they are war veterans who lived and breathed blood.
Even though Arad had many great feats, all of them always had a catch, something to give him the edge. For example, poor Alexander was already weakened by his eons of imprisonment, and even then, Arad had Gojo’s help. Even Dendron’s fight. She had been doing nothing for a long time and was rusting, losing her edge.