"Swoosh—"
Blood-red swordlight swept across the trembling space, causing five headless corpses to fall flat on the ground.
However, the woman in the martial arts attire, holding the sword, also tumbled forward in a slightly disheveled way, as two bullets pierced through her thigh and abdomen, the powerful Spiritual Energy enclosed within them instantly destroying everything.
Her injuries worsened once again.
"Tap, tap, tap—"
Cautious footsteps approached from all sides. Freya lifted her somewhat heavy eyelids, her consciousness blurred, and the swirling warfare and enemies in her sight grew hazy.
"Looking for trouble, catch her, but don't kill her."
"Yes!"
Several combat-suited figures with stun guns gathered around. Freya slowly lowered her tired eyes. "After all... I've reached my limit..."
Her blood-stained lips moved slightly but made no sound, her body about to fall forward.
