Crash!

Shattered pieces of ice were suddenly scattered high up into the air with a loud roar. The sudden shock wave caused everyone watching the duel to be thrown backward, scattering all over the place.

In the middle of the chaos, Nienna noticed that her hand had suddenly been frozen and then shattered, joining the other ice pieces in the air. Red drops of blood fell on the ice, as Nienna fell on her backside.

The knights from the Order of Fenrir quickly approached Nienna and began to take care of her hand as well as all her other wounds.

Meanwhile, Juan was slowly pulling back Umbra into his body while looking tired and exhausted.

Then, Nienna opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but was hesitant. Then she soon spoke in a quiet voice.

“What you just did… that was…”

“Yes. It’s exactly what you were just about to do.”

Nienna bit her lips. She had attempted to perform the fifth stage of the Baltic Swords, but was helplessly stopped by Juan. The fifth stage of the Baltic Sword allowed one to distort time and space—it created a world that was close to death, where the flesh burned, the heart stopped, and the opponent was suffocated just by moving. Even Nienna had barely reached the fifth stage and found it very difficult to perform.

“Haha,” Nienna burst into laughter. “I did make a mistake, but… I have to admit that there’s only one person who can perform the fifth stage of...