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Ailette Rodeline unleashed her 9th-rank divine power, burning it white-hot as she released her strength and aura.
Her fury resonated with the wrath of the gods. Crackling thunderbolts surged around her, their menacing roar echoing through the air.
Not only was her entire body armored in divine protection, but she was also guarded by the divine punishment itself, making her an inviolable being.
She shifted her grip on Libril, which she had been holding with both hands, to her right hand alone.
Her left hand wasn’t left idle. Reaching into her subspace storage, she drew out her beloved sword, Serpens.
As she infused both Serpens and Libril with an aura as pure white as her divine power, the hidden blades extended like tails on either side.
Standing tall with the two slackened weapons dragging on the ground, Ailette’s silhouette alone seemed the very embodiment of a war goddess.
Marnella, her eyes…