The limit of how long Newt can maintain his borrowed power has been already told explained to Lily a while back in the dungeon. The dwarf girl asked the clichè questions the usual. Why don't Newt do something about it? Why doesn't he try improving his mana core and expand and cultivate to be able to maintain and freely use the holy sword's power?
"Your smell! I like your verbena scent!" Big Guy's spit spurted all over as he disgustingly sniffles and licks. "I can't wait! I can't wait to have a taste of your soft, white skin!"
White as the dove's feather and soft as baby's skin, Lily would always take care of her skin more than anything else. Although, she wasn't able to tend to her skin when she was captured and was forced to fight the orcs for their amusement.
"Y-you disgusting pig!" Threatened by the hostile man in front of Lily, she swerved, with the wooden sword tightly grasp on both hands, running behind Big Guy as he tries to catch her.
Painfully, Big Guy felt the wooden sword connected to his flank when Lily made the swerve. Just when the dwarf girl was about to land another hit, her sword descending aimed at his head, he caught the sword with his hand.
"This sword is hurting me! This needs to be rid of!" With his terrifying brute strength, Big Guy forcefully broke the wooden weapon. Having been hit twice on his right hand, the hit area swelled but, he paid no mind, for it didn't hurt that much compared to when Lily hits his flank.
"Wha—!" Startled at the sight of her weapon breaking, Lily immediately collected herself and backed off, distancing herself away from her enemy.
Witnessing the fight, Newt, still fine and ready to fight, threw his spare sword in Lily's direction.
"Finish him or, we will both get raped." He wasn't even worried about the thought, for he has put his faith in Lily that she will win the fight against the child rapist. He even winked after Lily picked up the bane. Newt has likings to using banes as his alternative weapon.
"Did you just winked?" She's feeling really awkward in the change of Newt's personality. "I think I prefer your old, stupid self more than you know, Newt." He chuckled and said nothing as he watched Big Guy sniffed the hilt of the wooden sword.
"Oh, what an angelic smell!"
Just seeing the disgusting fatty made weird faces and sniffs the thing she touched infuriates her, makes her blood boiling. It also sends shivers down her spine. To think that such a maniac existed that targets children.
"You greasy pig!"
This time, catching her sword barehanded won't be possible anymore. If Big Guy, again, tried to use his hand and thwart the bane using only his hand; his palm, it would split into two and, she'll make sure that Big Guy will not be able to use his filthy hands again.
Lily went in a trot, jolting towards the pig. After witnessing her parents' gruesome death, she's been traumatized and hated the sight of blood. Cutting her enemy to pieces would be the last thing she'd do. Big Guy began charging toward her too. His arm spread widely for a grapple.
"Come to daddy, my little angel!" Fat people tend to be slow but, if one can use magic and cast a spell on their selves to make them light and agile, it would be a different story.
Nothing had changed on how Big Guy looks but, when he moved, it was as though all of his weight had vanished and he was swaying along with the cold breeze of the night. He avoided a vital strike and, he almost catches Lily if it weren't for her small frame.
"He was using the air to carry his heavyweight and made him move freely and nimbly!" Nothing could irritate her even more. "Still, fighting orcs were far better than a child rapist!"
While fighting the orcs, Lily notices her kins that when fighting a bigger enemy, an inexperienced individual, would go and try to attack an enemy right on its face. However, that kind of thinking was wrong for Lily because, "if you are small and you are fighting a huge or tall enemy, you should go for their feet, rendering them unable to move around freely!"
Predictably, when an inexperienced and unskilled thug went in a fight, they would always try to catch their enemy from their blind spot or off-guard.
Having his tendons cut, Big Guy couldn't help but agonized over it as he groaned. Lily slipped past through his legs, spin, and aimed at the back of his feet. Down on both knees, blood spilling from his feet, Big Guy cried over the anguish of not being able to touch Lily directly.
"M-my little angel!" His breathing, getting heavy and alarming. "L-let me touch you! Let me, let me, let me!" Desperately crawling the ground, dragging his limp feet, he put his hand forward, wanting to reach Lily.
Couldn't bear to see him anymore, Lily, with quick, multiple swings of the bane, cut off Big Guy's arm, causing him to yell at her.
"Y-you fucking dirty brat! Put it back, put my arm back!"
Little did he know that Lily had already sliced off his head, waiting for him to move his head and have it fall on the ground. Growing impatient, Lily kicked his head and, he finally realized that his head wasn't intact to its body anymore.
A round of applause broke the silence in the air. Newt, amazed at Lily, gave her few more claps and complimented her on how good she was. The sight of blood and cruelty was sickening for Lily. She felt her insides turning upset. She wanted to vomit. Her hand was on her bosom, trying to still her rapidly beating heart.
"Hoo..."
From the other end of the road holds the fight between Fritz and the remaining two cloaked men.
"The brat is hiding in the shadows forever! This damn water he kept spilling is giving away our location every move we make!"
Soon, Fritz will have to reveal himself from the dark, for he was running low on MP.
"Wish me luck!"
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