An Extra’s POV

It was checkmate.

Lux' Magic was potent and versatile, but for her to match the kind of power that Sebas was unleashing, she had to pour all of her Mana to restrain him—albeit barely.

As a result of that, she had no proper defense in place around her.

With Britta's swift motion, and the deadly power she wielded with the blade, Lux's survival without a defensive barrier was zero.

Britta was an Elite Swordsman, which made her practically invincible to most when it came to the blade. Her Skills her buffed her physical state and attacks to an absurd degree. Plus, since she was a Heroic Rank Adventurer, her Stat were not to be discounted.

If anyone could kill Lux as she was now, it would be her.

However, this wasn't the only reason why the current situation was a deadlock.

Even if Lux was fast enough to focus on her own defenses to stop Britta's attack, she would have to ignore the constraints that currently stopped Sebas from landing a fatal hit on her partner—who was just initiating a process of counterattacking.

If she stopped the Constraint now, Sebas—the much faster and stronger one—was bound to deal the first strike and probably finish Jet off.

Everyone knew what kind of state Jet was in, so it was very possible for a point-blank explosive assault from Sebas to end his life.

Hence, a difficult situation.

No matter what choice Lux made—if she could even make any, given the suddenness of the whole thing—one of the two would have to die.

The only question was who?

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"Rahhhhh!"

Britta's voice pierced the air as her blade she made a powerful horizontal slash. Her target was Lux's head, and based on the trajectory of her swing, she wasn't going to miss.

Skills were active, with the exception of

Enlightenment]; all working

blade neared Lux's neck, and she

found it ridiculous to believe. It took a lot of convincing to bring everyone

and Lux—the two Adventurers who saved her life and inspired her

that can't be!' She had thought to herself back then.

Britta kept telling

when Sebas admitted to being an expert who had been tracking the two of them for a long period of time, and connected so many dots

still wanted to

she still believed that Sebas was mistaken, and that those

seeing the Guildmaster's corpse and the culprit casually handling the

herself the moment

was like a father to her. Back when her weak father died, he became the pillar she

she eventually outgrew him and became rebellious, but

his corpse being desecrated like that

her mind—concerning Jet, and his

enough resolve to do what she was about to do. It was disgusting how she couldn't even find the strength in

least not

make the choice, Sebas

made her even

couldn't she just abandon

all of it, was she yet to completely drop all hope for the man clad

the time she spent in

was mad

underneath, she could not let go of her feelings

that was why

seeing the current state of things, her instinct took over, and the resolve she couldn't find before

Skills and relied

just so

that was why—as the blade