Hell is not far away.
Especially for those who wander battlefields, hell was no different from life itself. If a place where blood splatters and screams abound isn’t hell, then where is?
In battles where life and death come and go, the scale large or small held no meaning. Even if just three women clashed, a fight staking lives had its own intense aspects.
Moreover, if those three were powerhouses renowned across the continent.
Elsie, who had just reached ‘Great Witch’, of course, and the Great Witch matching hands with her was one of only three Masters on the continent. And then the woman unilaterally driving those two back, who was she?
A legendary monster that nearly burned the continent hundreds of years ago. Even if she could only exert half her power, that alone could easily topple a nation’s military strength.
Named ‘vampire’.
The woman with gray hair and a noble demeanor was gritting her teeth while swinging her arm. Each time, blood-red trajectories extended like whips, splitting to form blades.
Most were destined to be blocked by mana shields and vanish with sparks. However,…