Six against ten, but the battle ended in a blink of an eye, leaving the Crescent Moon Member unscathed while the other party scattered on the ground with blood pooled underneath.
However, they couldn't put their guard down yet when another wave of the enemy came, attracted by the sound of their fight.
This time not only ten, there were at least thirty of them.
Senja who was positioned in the center within her protector, looked at her enemy solemnly. If it was in the past she would have been grumbled and cursed endlessly by her misfortune and blamed the old woman who sent her in this middle of chaos.
But, now… She didn't utter a single word of complained. Senja stood there with sword on her hand as she assessed her situation, laboring her brain to get the best use of its.
