"Oh? Interesting. So you've finally made your move. I was beginning to think there weren't any Divine Chosen here."
Mushai rolled her wrist and grinned.
"What's even more interesting is that you're one of my kind. A Divine Skill with that kind of power… you've got some real talent."
Rosalia raised a hand and dispersed the dust before driving her greatsword into the ground.
"No one is allowed to pass."
"Holy shit!"
The surrounding rebels were stunned by the sudden appearance of the Divine Chosen. Even Damian, watching from afar, could not help frowning.
"I don't care what you are. Heh… I'll tear you apart with my own hands."
Veronica coughed lightly. Though she was inwardly astonished by the overwhelming ripples of divine power radiating from her opponent, there was not a trace of fear on her face. Instead, excitement twisted her expression into a crazed grin as the heavy cavalry lance in her hands spun like a massive drill.
