7th Heaven: Weapons of God's fury

Chapter 6 - Saber & Chains VS Ice & Flames (part I)

"Haaaaa!"

The match started, and Laura instantly dashed toward Near, swinging down her sword now covered in blizzard ice. The swing might've looked crude to unlearned observers, but it was a precise and powerful strike.

Yet a wide swing was just a wide swing. Near saw through her movement and raised his new modified weapon to receive it―but he immediately aborted that action and took a sudden step back. An instant later, Zaphkiel struck the arena floor violently and the entire space shook like an earthquake.

"Wise choice. If you received that blow, it wouldn't have ended with just a few scratches."

"What an outrageous attack. So you weren't being serious in the chairman's office? And that weapon of yours, I haven't seen it the moment ago.

Did you steal it from a certain somebody and whats with those chains? Is it some kind of protection of yours and what happened to your right eye??"

"This modified saber was not stolen it was in fact given to me by my father as for this chains its no armor and If I became serious in such a place, the entire school building would be destroyed and please don't talk about my right eye, I've been having problems on feeling its pain."

Grinning broadly, Laura immediately took pursuit, and Near drew another step back to widen the distance. If he tried to stop such a swing head on, his arm would be crushed.

Laura's weapon was a long sword, a heavy weapon, and it was common sense when facing heavy weapons that he'd have an advantage in retreating speed.

But common sense couldn't apply to a monstrous opponent like Laura.

"Slow. Too slow!"

"Wha―"

*Whoosh!* The wind roared, and Laura immediately caught up to him.

"Did you think you could beat me when it comes to speed? Too bad, but magic isn't limited to offense alone. I can increase my mobility several times over by concentrating magic at the bottom of my feet and releasing it in a burst. And my aura capacity is thirty times greater than a normal Arma, so it won't become spent keeping up with the likes of you. In other words, you can't beat me in either power or speed!"

If Near were to compare her with something, then "ultra-high mobility heavy tank with infinite fuel" would be appropriate. Near laughed bitterly at that kind of unfair ability, whose owner was now charging right at him.

So this is an A-Rank, huh?

Even the past generations of magic Festival winners, the nine contractors and paladinus masters, were mostly B- or C-Ranks. They were the ideal opponents Near aimed for, but an A-Rank couldn't be limited to a student contractor's ideals.

The A-Rank contracotrs and paladinus up through the modern day have all, without exception, been great heroes who carved their names onto history.

An outstanding talent that appeared only once a decade―the public view was wholly accurate. Towards Near, who had just been made aware of that fact, the Ice Princess brandished her freezing sword and swung it in an inescapable strike that could cleave the ground itself.

Now that he couldn't dodge her strikes anymore, Near also responded with his weapon. The sword fight had begun, and clear sounds of clashing metal resounded like music in the ears of the arena's spectators.

「Oooooh...!」

Their cheers rose as they watched the figure creating Zaphkiel's freezing arcs.

This was a contractor who polished her sword techniques. Few contractors excelled in martial arts or swordsmanship, because they could become far stronger by training Arma abilities instead of physical skills.