480 Chapter 480: Breaking of Limbs (2/2)
”So what?!” Nirvana snapped. ”The time limit won't save you…”
She never got to finish her sentence. Even as she stepped in for another swing, she suddenly realized that the weight in her hands was suddenly gone. Her mace was lying on the ground, several meters away.
”…eh?”
No…it wasn't just her mace. Her hands were gone too, severed at the wrists. Nirvana stared at the stumps that were what remained of her hands, blood pouring out profusely.
”No…no way! Impossible!”
”You were saying something about breaking my limbs?” Melina asked as she advanced, her sword gleaming. ”And making me lie on the ground, begging for you to stop?”
”That's…that's…” Tears were streaming from Nirvana's eyes as she backed away, still in shock. Her legs trembled so badly that she fell to her knees, unable to move. ”Ah…ah…no, I was just…joking. You know how it is, right? Melina? We all brag and make threats at the beginning of the fight, but of course we don't have any intention of following through. Right? Right?”
”Weren't you going to send me to the infirmary?”
”I…I said that in the heat of the battle! I didn't mean it!”
Fuck you. You were clearly doing your best to smash Melina's head in. Who were you kidding? If the situation was reversed, Nirvana would be the one crushing Melina's limbs one by one in a sadistic manner and torturing her in front of everyone.
She was a fucking bully who reveled in abusing those weaker than herself. But now that she was on the receiving end of the violence, she was suddenly trying to beg for mercy.
”Please…Melina? Weren't we friends?”
”A true friend wouldn't have picked on me, bullied me, and tried to humiliate me in any way possible in front of everyone.” Melina closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened them again, fire seemed to blaze in those ruby orbs. ”You are no friend of mine.”
”Ah…”
Before Nirvana could say anything else, Melina's gleaming sword flashed and both of her opponent's arms were gone – spiraling haplessly upward. The amputated limbs hit the ground and rolled, blood gushing out.
”AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”
Nirvana screamed as she tumbled backward, tears spilling from her eyes as she stared at the ruined stumps of her arms. As expected of Melina, she had delivered a clean cut, but obviously that was of no comfort to Nirvana, who was quite literally disarmed.
”Earlier, you said you will break all my limbs, right?” Melina's blade trailed downward until the tip of it was pointed toward Nirvana's trembling thighs. ”Allow me to return the favor.”
”No…no!” Nirvana shrieked. ”You won, Melina! I'm sorry, okay?! You won! I surrender! Please don't! Don't…!”
Melina regarded her coldly. ”I wonder,” she mused. ”Would you have shown me any mercy if our positions were reversed? Would you have stopped if I begged you to?”
”Of…of course! You know me very well, Melina! I wouldn't hurt you!”
For a moment, Melina smiled, and Nirvana relaxed a fraction, looking relieved.
”Yes, I know you very well, Nirvana.” Then Melina's eyes opened and flashed dangerously, and the arena was abruptly filled with killing intent. ”For almost two years now, you've been beating me up, kicking me when I'm down and having your lackeys gang up on me. No matter how many times I begged you to stop, you refused, and beat me up even more. Yes, you are right. I know you too well.”
”You can't do this! I surrender!” Nirvana glanced desperately at the referee, who remained unmoved. ”The match is over! Stop her!”
”The match is over when fifteen minutes have passed,” the referee replied coolly. He glanced at the chronometer in his holographic screen. ”There's still forty-eight seconds left.”
”W…what?! N…no way!” Nirvana spluttered. ”You can't do this!”
”You're still conscious,” the referee reminded her. ”You still have some mana left. Just because you lost your hands doesn't mean you can't cast any magic.”
Nirvana could only stare at him, horrified, and the referee shrugged indifferently as he glanced at the chronometer again.
”Twenty-two seconds now.”
Melina smiled coldly. ”That's more than enough.”
She then swung her sword downward. Nirvana shrieked, and then passed out, her body toppling over. Her skirt turned wet, and a pool of liquid leaked out from between her legs. She had fainted from fear and even wet herself right in front of everybody.
And that was even before Melina touched her.
”…fortunately, I'm not you,” Melina murmured as she sheathed her sword. The blade had stopped half a meter away from the now unconscious Nirvana, and it was clear to everyone that she never had any intention of cutting off the auburn-haired girl's legs. She just wanted to frighten her.
”Match over!” the referee announced, raising his hand and sounding the signal. ”The winner is Team Adrian and Melina!”
Whatever words he had next were drowned out by deafening cheers from the astounded spectators.
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