Eventually, as over a dozen youths from Kat's neighborhood joined the fray, she took down over twenty thugs.

Still, some of them carried machetes and knives, and Kat ended up getting cut in the forearm when one of them caught her off guard.

At her limit, she was panting heavily as she looked around, but the thugs were all down.

"Well done, kiddo!"

"I didn't think old Nash's kid was this good!"

"Your hands's bleeding... Quick, get it bandaged!"

Kat felt warmth unfurling in her heart from all the praise showered her way and puffed her chest as she turned toward the greasy-haired middle-aged man.

"Is that it? Hehehe..."

Somehow, the greasy-haired middle-aged man was not upset or blaming the thugs' incompetence, but was instead laughing... even clapping.

"So that's why you're so full of yourself, kid! You're actually a martial artist-half-baked, but I guess it counts!"

Kat glowered in turn and snapped, "If you get it, then leave!"

"Leave?"

loudly. "Kiddo, I could

waved, and more thugs leapt out from the heavy construction machinery... and there were over two hundred of

smiled at Kat in turn. "I didn't bring much, but I brought all the men I could spare. Did you really think you could chase away the Lionhearts all on your own? You're kidding,

darkened as she watched the

her neighbors who were so vocally approving of her were

The greasy-haired middle-aged man

toward them. "I was being nice, but since none of you knows what's good for you, you can all

while Kat was

tugged on her arm. "He means to

"What?!"

saw that the greasy-haired middle-aged man was

vigor unfurling as she

a Mystic

The greasy-haired

of dodging Kat's

moved as fast

large hand

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