Arianne was crazed, berserk.
Her only thought was to hit the pig in front of her.
Her fists, infused with as much mana as she could muster, pummeled the Emperor with all her strength. Yet, instead of hurting him, each blow returned the damage to her own body.
Blood splattered everywhere—Arianne's blood.
Despite her ability to heal instantly, her reckless fighting made everyone believe she had lost her mind! It seemed she no longer cared for her own life if it meant landing at least one punch on the man before her!
CRACK!
But thankfully, her efforts weren't in vain.
The sound of cracking echoed, signaling that the middle-finger ring worn by the Emperor was beginning to break.
"...!"
At that sound, like an alarm to everyone else, Eve, Nina, and Ria sprang into action once more. After all, their defensive artifacts related to their modes of attack weren't completely destroyed yet.
"This is too slow..." Eve grumbled as she holstered her pistol by her thigh.
