Sounds of battle echoed within the vicinity as trees were torn apart due to tremendous showdown between the foreigner and adventurer.
'What's up with this foreigner - - I slashed her right arm off but she's still fighting after so many hours have passed,' their battle began at night fall the previous day and it was now mid evening.
"You're thinking how I haven't fainted from the blood loss is a miracle aren't you?" she continued moving closer to her enemy.
"I think we should stop here," the mysterious woman decided to cede antagonizing Rosette since she was clearly strong for a teenager.
'I' ll have to trick this idiot, 'the mysterious woman thought as she stashed her long sword into its hilt, walking towards Rosette with an acting smile as if to show she no longer bore her any hostility.
"Let's join forces and destroy the great evil," she put her hand out towards Rosette.
"Which great evil do you mean?" Rosette asked while extending her left hand still intact to the mysterious woman until;
"He is the irregularity known to a few as Aine Vartilla----" before she could even complete ;
SLAAAAAASH!!
Rosette grabbed the lady's sword at her waist and cut off her right leg making her fall into her very own pool of red.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!
She shrieked in despair at the agonizing pain.
" How dare you go after my sweet beloved Aine!!" Rosette looked at the sobbing woman in disgust while raising her very own blade with her left hand against her once more.
"Wait - - - I--I can give you money if you don't kill me, I--I promise I will hand over all my assets to you--just please spare me," the mysterious woman was no longer flinging around her ego - - she had become a sobbing parasite clinging on to survival.
"I can't believe a lowly foreigner is going to kill me--I just can't," she tried to make herself look pitiful in order to survive but Rosette remained steadfast.
"I'll put an end to those annoying moans."
SLAAAAAASH!!
The mysterious woman had been beheaded in one slash, producing huge amounts of blood from the open wound.
'That makes it two hundred and forty seven training dummies all dead,' it was an unsightly massacre.
'Anyways I need to hurry back home and take a shower before anyone sees me like this,' her white long sleeved shirt and black jean were coveted with blood.
'Plus am sure he's worried.'
Just then her eyes received a worthy prediction as they glowed all natural colours of the world.
"Hey---" she noticed a silhouette floating in the air.
"Y--Your Majesty."