The Grand Library

In less than four seconds, Lysander's squad of seven had been reduced to just two, himself and the middle-aged veteran guard.

The veteran guard let out a fierce roar, unleashing the full power of his Astral Soul. Heavy brown stone armor encased his entire body as he lunged forward, throwing a desperate, mountain-shattering strike toward Val's chest.

Val didn't dodge this time. She stepped into the strike, twirling her scythe, and slammed the blunt end of the haft straight into the center of his chest plate.

BOOM-!!

The thick stone armor shattered like cheap glass. Val reversed her grip in mid-air, driving the curved blade of her scythe straight through his shoulder barrier.

FLASH!

The veteran guard dissolved into golden light, disappearing from the stone floor.

[SIX COMBATANTS ELIMINATED.]

Silence descended over the entire stadium.