"Arggh!!!"
Azael groaned in pain.
Thump
Thump
Thump
His heart started beat faster.
As if it would burst out of his chest. It was too painful even for him to.
The old man in the smoke was ready to attack when it subsided.
But just then, the sound of heavy footsteps came.
"What? Did they come?"
He tried to run, but it was useless.
Someone dashed in his direction with lightning speed.
Before he could move—
Slash!
Thud
"Arrghhhhhh!"
His right leg was cleanly cut from below the knee.
He fell forward with a thud.
Blood gushed out from the cut like a fountain.
He screamed in pain.
He saw leather boots standing close to him, not armored boots made of metal like knights.
He raised his head to see the person who had just attacked him.
There stood a figure around 180 cm tall.
Slowly, the smoke subsided.
There stood a breathtakingly beautiful woman.
She was wearing black trousers and a beige shirt, with light armor over it.
