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S-Rank No.3 Solemne

She removed the Mana on her hands and kicked Alex in his stomach. She put her palms along his neck, gripping it with enough force to bend steel. The thin film of Mana was cracked after her earlier effort. "What's the matter? The words stuck in your mouth? I get that feeling sometimes... You know..

what's that idiom again? It's in the tip of your tongue but you can't say it? Hehehehe!! How's it feel?"

Alex was shivering as he stared into her eyes devoid of emotion, but the killing intent that assaulted his senses were as heavy as a mountain. However as Nex was about to crush his neck she saw a flickering flame in the distance. She narrowed her eyes to get a clearer view. Suddenly an Orange haired woman in a red cloak appeared beside her out of nowhere, and she aimed her kick towards Nex's face.

Nex immediately raised her arms to block, but she was still sent flying. The force behind the kick was like an elephant's stomp. She stood up and spat blood on the desert sand. Glaring at the as
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