The one-handed sword, like a ghostly apparition, constantly exploited bewildering angles. Whether utilizing the blind spots obscured by the shield, the hidden dead angles during the swordsman's agile movements, or the black snake itself as an enemy, the sword would flash out each time, drawing blood and continuously wearing down the demon beast's strength and life.
During this process, Ya Ya's agile figure dashed straight past the battling man and snake, not even sparing a glance at her struggling companion, disappearing at the battlefield's edge amidst a jumble of exclamations, without looking back.
This was not an act of indifference, but rather a demonstration of unconditional trust that her comrades would achieve victory without paying any significant price.
