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XI.III Arithmetic Overload

It all happened in a flash.

In the blink of an eye, the Decimal was suddenly in front of me.

Not even giving me the chance to defend myself, she raised her halberd with the clear intention of killing me with it.

"Die!"

Fuck!

*CLANG!*

I grunted as I caught the halberd mid-swing with my katana, my shoulders buckling as I held the damn thing at an awkward angle. Her speed was a problem that I had to address here and now. But first, I had to disengage!

*CLANG!*

With a heave, I pushed the halberd off of me before deftly slinking away from the inevitable follow-up-

*Crash!*

-the halberd crashing onto solid ground while I quickly positioned myself on her backside. My eyes quickly searched for the Momentum Runes, which, as they should be, were still glowing due to their very recent usage.

"W-What are you doing?!"

"Gimping you, asshole."

Gathering the prop
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