As the battle continued, the constant sound of metal clashing in the air could be heard.
The man had been on the defensive all this time; he could not counterattack even once or use his shadow crow. Every time he managed to land a single blow, Rachel's body turned into a swarm of crows.
The man needed to find out which was real or fake. Moreover, he realized his opponent was not as easy as he had thought; all the attacks he blocked were aimed at vital points.
A single mistake he made would mean his death.
'Shit, I was told this woman was a low-ranking player; how can she be so strong,' he thought with a frown as he dodged Rachel's attacks by doing a few somersaults.
The man breathed air from his lungs and took a giant leap backward. He needed to do something, but he knew he was disadvantaged in every way. He had been overconfident and entered the enemy's room without any preparation.
'To get out of this situation, I have to kill that woman.'