With a gait as if he were strolling in his own courtyard, he subtly stepped sideways half a step, easily dodging Aoto's thrust without a blink.
At this moment, the sound of wind-breaking came from behind Scythe Weasel's head—it was Mukiwa's leg kicking in.
She had stealthily snuck behind Scythe Weasel, attempting to launch a surprise attack on him... However, her actions had long been seen through by Scythe Weasel.
"Your legs are quite pretty, but they lack power and speed."
As he tilted his head to dodge Mukiwa's slender foot, Scythe Weasel mercilessly mocked her just as he had mocked Aoto earlier.
"It seems this battle will be much easier than I initially anticipated."
Scythe Weasel laughed triumphantly, then suddenly raised his sword high overhead! The glinting blade aimed directly at Aoto!
Seeing this, Aoto hastily stepped back to the left, hoping to escape from in front of Scythe Weasel.
