Capítulo 228: Reinforcements of The Wicked

Emilio stood at the opposing end of the blood-stained colosseum, guiding the lengthy rope of aqua with his staff, "Go!"

There were no further words needed as Yuna dashed in with her speed, carried by the wind that Emilio supplemented her with as she zipped by just as the hulking goliath of a man picked himself up.

SQUELCH.

A half-dozen slashes were etched into the S-rank criminal's flesh in that singular dash by Yuna, cutting into Collector's knees and ankles in an attempt to slow down his movements.

"Gentle Gale!" Melisande invoked.

The unseen box of wind ensnared the downed criminal, who was encumbered by his sliced tendons, locking him down as Yuna went in for further eviscerations.

Nice one, Melisande! Emilio thought.