Dust scattered in the air across the arena, so thick that even breathing carried a distinct earthy scent.
Lyra straightened her legs, peering through the haze at the purple-haired girl not far away. She tightened her grip on the Sword of Light, while at the same time, a sharp stinging pain flared across the skin on her right side.
Slightly twisting her wrist, she looked down, no expected abrasions or broken skin appeared. Instead, the inherently fair skin had turned completely red, as if struck by some invisible force.
A Master Knight's externalized mental power could become a sharp blade capable of cutting and piercing, or transform into a heavy blunt instrument like a hammer or chisel. The sword KI Iris materialized through mental force undoubtedly belongs to the former category. Beyond its razor-sharp edge, the surging, turbulent wind field acts like an immensely powerful hammer, merely touching a fragment of it would leave one feeling as if heavily struck.
