Elbow strikes, knee jabs, grappling.
She was almost squeezing herself dry.
It was like wringing out a sponge that was nearly dry, trying to squeeze out even the last drop of water.
Heimdall naturally blocked, parried, and deflected the force.
"Bang!"
— — The dull thud of a fist hitting a palm.
"Smack!"
— — The sound of arms colliding.
Every block perfectly neutralized her strength while simultaneously making Kirukiru Amou feel the unshakable despair of facing a vast ocean.
"Hah!"
Failing to break through after a long assault, Kirukiru Amou let out a low roar.
She leaped up violently and kicked toward Heimdall's waist.
This kick stirred up a whistling wind.
Heimdall leaned aside to evade and simultaneously grabbed her ankle.
He pulled her toward his chest.
"Ugh!"
Kirukiru Amou lost her balance and tumbled directly into Heimdall's embrace.
They crashed into each other completely.
Her hot body pressed tightly against Heimdall's.
"Do you want to continue?"
Heimdall lowered his head.
Looking at Kirukiru Amou in his arms, panting and drenched in sweat.
Her skin was astonishingly hot.
A sign of rapidly increased body temperature after intense exercise.
The sweat she expelled streamed down her neck, slid over her delicate collarbone, disappeared into her partially concealed chest, and soaked the clothes that were already ill-fitting.
"Hoo... Hoo..."
Kirukiru Amou gasped heavily.
Her chest rose and fell violently, impacting Heimdall's chest.
Her stamina had actually been depleted long ago.
That burst of power just now had used up her very last strength.
What sustained her movement now was entirely her unwillingness to surrender, along with the side effect of the skill named [Delusion of Struggle].
"Not yet..."
Kirukiru Amou struggled to stand up but found her legs were soft, useless like noodles.
"Again..."
"Update..."
"Now... immediately..."
Kirukiru Amou's voice was intermittent, yet filled with persistence.
The hand that was still trembling gripped Heimdall's collar tightly.
"God... help me... look one more time..."
Heimdall looked at Kirukiru Amou in this state.
He sighed helplessly.
"Such a headache."
"If outsiders saw this, they'd think I was abusing my Familia here."
But.
Heimdall still extended his hand.
And pierced his fingertip again.
One drop of Divine Blood.
"Drip."
The Divine Blood dripped onto Kirukiru Amou's back, which was flushed red from the strenuous exercise.
A red light.
Suddenly illuminated.
Divine runes reappeared, flickering in the air.
Heimdall glanced over it.
"Hmm."
"Strength went up."
"Agility went up."
"Although not by much."
"But."
"They definitely moved."
As Heimdall finished speaking.
These few words.
Were equivalent to the most potent stimulant for Kirukiru Amou at that moment, more effective than any recovery potion.
"It moved..."
"It's good that it moved..."
Kirukiru Amou seemed to experience a final surge of energy.
A surge of strength that came from draining her life force.
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