And also, a nearly manic, resolute courage—the kind that leaps into the chasm, knowing it is a bottomless pit, determined to burn herself to illuminate the darkness!
Her expression shifted from calm to fear, and then to furious, resolute courage; the entire transformation was clear and full of tension, like a silent monologue.
Then, she took a sharp breath, her chest heaving violently, as if trying to squeeze out all the suppression, resentment, unwillingness, and accusations against the entire world from her ribcage. Facing the vast, cold steel legion before her, she declared with all her strength, her voice trembling slightly from the effort, yet exceptionally clear and deliberate:
"Are you ready?! Humans!"
Her voice echoed over the empty, silent ground, carrying a strange theatricality and sense of declaration that was jarringly out of place with the surrounding deadly environment.
"I—have come to bring you destruction!"
(Lines are perfect! Full of momentum! Though the chuunibyou level is a bit off the charts... but it doesn't matter, this is exactly the effect I want!)
Ellen's eyes narrowed. (Destruction? Just you alone?)
Her doubts deepened, but they were overshadowed by the cold fury of being provoked. She hesitated no longer and immediately issued the command: "First and Second Bandersnatch Squadrons, assault! Test the enemy's formation and reaction!"
The command, like a pronouncement of death, instantly activated the silent killing machines.
"Vwoom—!"
Countless [Phantom Beast: Bandersnatch] robots, their eyes flashing with ominous scarlet light, rushed towards Chinatsu, who stood alone in the center of the clearing, like a disturbed swarm of metallic bees, emitting screeching metal friction sounds and the roar of thrusters!
Their massive numbers instantly formed a siege, and the wave of steel swallowed her small figure completely in an instant!
(Here they come! Extras on stage! Time for my performance! Alright, cue the music!)
A powerful burst of music began.
Chinatsu watched the robots surge toward her like a tide. She held her hands loosely in front of her; the The core of reason within her, which had only slightly recovered, struggled to operate. Weak spiritual energy flowed, gathering and constructing in her hands like a trickling stream, finally forming a metallic Greatsword that looked plain, its blade even rough and twisted, as if it might fall apart at any moment.
(Greatsword! A man's romance! Although I don't know the 'Ee-yah Sword Style,' and this is my first time crafting one on the spot, the appearance is indeed lacking, and the energy conductivity is probably pathetically low, but... it's enough! As long as the presence is right!)
She gripped the shabby-looking Greatsword in her hand, first slowly taking a step forward, then gradually accelerating her pace, until finally, she actively started running, charging headlong into the destructive wave of robots surging toward her!
Her fingertips seemed to accidentally brush the casing of an abandoned industrial loudspeaker half-buried in the rubble nearby. A subtle blue stream of light flashed and disappeared.
Immediately following this—
"Zzz-lah..."
"Anger springs from weakness, evil creatures break free from their chains~"
The moment she crossed paths with the first Bandersnatch unit, her movements appeared clumsy and cautious, even carrying a hint of awkward timidity.
With a slightly frantic side-step, she narrowly avoided the swing of a flashing, cold alloy claw.
Only then, as if belatedly realizing what to do, did she use all her strength to swing the Greatsword backhanded, awkwardly hacking at the connecting joint of the robot's leg!
"Stepping into the smoke and fire of war, darkness awakens, golden blood enters the soul~"
"Clang—Crack!"
The screeching clash of metal accompanied by sparks flew, and the robot staggered, its movements freezing for a split second.
(Good! Phase One acting: The Rookie's Struggle and Survival! I need this feeling of extreme danger, barely surviving purely by luck!)
She began to "laboriously" dodge and weave amidst the siege of the steel constructs.
Her movements looked incredibly perilous; every dodge seemed like a brush with death, filled with elements of sheer luck.
Every seemingly full-force counterattack carried a ferocious desperation and reckless abandon.
The sound of the Greatsword colliding with metallic husks, the scorched smell of energy beams grazing the ground, and her slightly hurried gasps intertwined.
She was like a leaf in a storm, ready to be shredded at any moment, desperately holding on within the vortex of steel.
"Burn. Burn down the Divine Kingdom~"
However, as the battle continued, under the high-intensity confrontation, her inherent instincts as the Herrscher of Reason began to be involuntarily stimulated and adapted, and her calculation abilities gradually improved.
Subtle and continuous changes began to occur in her movements. The range of her dodges became smaller and more precise, no longer the wide, frantic movements of the beginning; the timing and angles of her counterattacks became more cunning, and the Greatsword in her hand, as she swung it, began to take on a gradually clearer, cold sense of rhythm.
She seemed to be rapidly "Understanding" the movement patterns, structural weaknesses, and energy circuits of these steel constructs during the fight.
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