After pinning Mephit against the city wall, he began a one-sided beatdown. He mercilessly aimed heavy blows at the Knightess's vitals and her face, striking again and again, and again.
THUD—
THUD—
THUD—
Each punch sent visible ripples through the air, transmitting terrifying vibrations.
Even though his fists were landing on Mephit's protective barrier, and the storm had scraped his knuckles raw until they bled, revealing the stark white of bone, Westheid's assault never faltered for a moment.
Mephit endured hundreds of one-sided blows, blocking them all with the storm barrier constructed from her Blessing. The moment Westheid paused, she suddenly erupted, countering and seizing his wrist as she swiftly drove her knee upward.
BOOM—
The blue-haired girl held nothing back in her knee strike. A pillar of air, formed from a condensed storm, materialized behind Westheid and shot straight into the clouds.
"Puah—"
