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Last Wind – Part 05

The street lined with shops was becoming deserted as people fled.

Hilda clashed blades with one of the agents in black. She weaved in elbow strikes and kicks, using her twin stilettos to keep her opponent at bay.

Shit, she cursed inwardly. This isn’t looking good.

She didn’t believe for a second that she was any less skilled than the organization’s members, but the difference in raw strength between men and women was undeniable. With every clash of blades, the numbing sensation in her arms grew stronger.

If she kept engaging them head-on like this every time they crossed paths, she’d hit her limit sooner or later. What now?

Her opponent was steadily inching closer. Seeing Hilda standing still as an opening, he moved to lunge, when Cecily came charging in from the side. The flat of her blade struck his temple, sending him sprawling across the street, unconscious.