Lucifer, angel of salvation, sliced through the air with lightning speed and arrived before the homunculus, the naked woman stretched her hand, and a sword appeared; she used it to block Lucifer's strike.
Clangs!
A metallic screech resonated when the two weapons clashed; Lucifer frowned because he could feel a huge force passing through the sword into his hand, which slightly trembled. He wondered how such a slender arm could possess that absurd strength? And why could she put on some clothes? It's too disturbing; I'm forced to stare even though I never intended to do it.
Lucifer shook his head to concentrate on the ongoing fight; he detected Sir Perceval was moving toward him to assist him; with his help, it would become easier.
Quickly there were already a few thin blood marks on Lucifer's face, but he was not angry or
impatient. Instead, he calmly responded to
