Fenrir shot forth like a speeding bullet. Like a meteorite cutting through the sky.
"DAMN!"
Due to her kick, the Humvee's top now had a foot imprint that went a full meter below roof level. Not only that, but the impact caused Axel to lose control of the vehicle for a moment, making them swerve unstably for a while.
"Master commands for your death."
The culprit, however, was completely clueless about what she had done.
Instead, she faced the cyclops bravely, her right hand surging with a red force in the shape of a giant wolf's claw.
"So… die."
She punched the cyclops, the claw slashing across its naked chest.
However, the Cyclops didn't seem bothered by the injury and instead found her attack merely annoying. It raised one of its four fists and threw a straight punch—simple and without wasted movement.
"...!"
Fenrir saw the fist coming and quickly dodged out of the way.
Just the air pressure from the fist was enough to rattle her clothes, almost stripping her naked!
