Chapter 112: Wendy's Death

**Swoosh!**

Seeing that the other person didn't have good intentions, Wendy's sword flashed through the air, causing ripples in space as the blade inched forward.

Wendy had expected the girl to unsheathe the sword now on her back as the cloak had fallen off her, but the red-skinned girl simply stepped aside. The blade flashed past her face, causing a breeze that swept up the girl's hair.

Before Wendy could swing her sword again, her opponent landed a kick on her ribs, and a loud crack, suggesting a broken bone, reverberated.

[-10HP]

Wendy winced in pain. "I knew the people from that place were strong, but I didn't think they were *this* strong."

Wendy didn't find the girl's appearance strange; after all, there were tribes of people who looked like this in the Far West... and they were known to possess strong bodies. Their non-Awakened could easily split a palm tree apart with a punch; they were that strong.