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The war was going on, the Lycans and wolves were attacking each other wildly. My eyes were fixed on the figure of the woman below who was waiting for me, while I was still on the hill. In the normal way, I went down the hill by tracing the rocks that lined the slope down.

We were far from their fighting hordes. This is one of their cunning tactics to not let Lucan and I be together. This woman led me far away so as not to disturb them. Arriving at the bottom. The woman was ready with two thin swords that she pulled out from behind her back.

Her eyes were wild, seeing me as her meal to be hunted before morning came. Both legs had taken a position to attack, both swords were ready to chop me alive. Focus! My eyes continued to pay attention to the movements of her feet and hands.

She launched her first attack by slashing toward the front at a 30-degree angle, I immediately parried it with the spear and pushed her hard until she fell far back.

"Not bad," She said, sounding trivial to my e