"If it weren't for those damn invaders using nets, they would never have been able to catch me!"
The Barbarian Woman began to feel a sense of arrogance growing within her as she realized Lance was not as skilled in close combat.
Having undergone harsh training from a young age, and having killed five men before being captured by a team of Slave Catchers on the edge of the Mountains, she indeed had the confidence to say so.
Her moves were vicious, all aimed at his vital points. Lance felt lucky that she had discarded her weapon, or he sensed he would be in real trouble.
Continuing to fight this way, not only would he fail to overpower the Barbarian Woman, but if the battle dragged on too long, even if he defeated her in the end, it would defeat the purpose of deterring her.
However, the experiences he had accumulated along his journey were not something she could shake.
Bless, Strengthen me!
