Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 92

Carissa planted the Rose Spear firmly into the ground and tied up her hair. The biting northern wind whipped her garments around, making a fierce sound.

She lifted her chin slightly, her gaze as cold as the snow. "It's fine as long as I win?"

"That's right!" Michael called out loudly. "If you defeat me, I swear to follow you to the death and never go back on my word."

"Good luck, Lieutenant Brown!"

"Defeat her! She's using the military achievements of her father and brothers to rise above us!"

"How can she, a mere woman, command the Mystic Army with false merits? Lieutenant Brown, we're all unhappy with this arrangement. Show her who's better!"

Michael's voice was cold as he said, "General Sinclair, did you hear that?"

Carissa glanced at the roaring Mystic Army before gripping the Rose Spear once more. "Alright, let's get started!"

Michael's eyes were filled with disdain. "Don't accuse me of bullying a woman, General Sinclair. I'll let you make the first move!"

curling and the beauty mark under

and several soldiers watched

gaze was indifferent. "It seems

see Michael stepping forward to challenge. Carissa. He furrowed his brows, knowing that Michael would be no match for her. "Michael is considered one of the strongest in the Mystic Army. I wonder how many blows Carissa can endure against him," Aurora

head

seem quite protective of Carissa.

Michael would force Carissa to her knees and have her begging for mercy. People like Carissa would only further tarnish the reputation of all

Rose Spear and thrust it directly at Michael's right arm. He laughed maniacally,

such a delicate woman even make her way to the battlefield

one laughing-the remaining Mystic Army soldiers also erupted into laughter. Carissa looked like she couldn't even hold her spear properly!

reached out to grab the spear's head, he

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infused with inner force. If he were to grab the spear, and if her inner force was

instinctively pulled back, but it was too late to evade. The spearhead pierced his left shoulder, going straight through his iron armor, causing a wound on his shoulder blade and drawing blood. Michael was horrified. What seemed like a soft and weak attack was actually a concealed,

strike!

Carissa as she withdrew the Rose Spear and held

fissures that stretched straight to Michael's feet and beyond before ending abruptly. There were five cracks on the ground in total, winding and jagged like long centipedes. At close range, the cracks were clearly visible. The Mystic Army soldiers who were standing behind Michael in formation could all see the fissures on the ground created by the spear's impact. The soldiers in front