Chapter 1538: Courting Death!

"Hehehehe... Boys, would you look at this... A bunch of women thinking they can take us down."

The group of burly men chuckled, finding it too funny.

Light, who was always known for having no expressions, also cracked out a smile, only showing how ridiculous the matter seemed.

Women... How hard can it be to defeat them?

The ginger-haired woman was s.h.i.+vering in fright, while Ivanka and the others only tilted their heads with a playful air around them.

And with both daggers in her hand, she twirled them like DC's Elektra.

One step forth, another step forth.

She and a few walked with smiles on their faces.

But when the more they advanced, the more their footsteps speeded, until they were bow running.

And by the time the men realized their actions, the ladies had already killed 6.

Slas.h.!.+

Ivanka slid on her knees, taking on 2 burly men all at once.

And at this moment, time froze in its tracks, as the men couldn't believe these lowly women dared to fight against them, towering giants.

What strength and stamina can a woman have except for f**king?

Yes... There were organizations like the Witches who believed themselves to be strong.

But even to this day, Morgany hadn't put them in their eyes.

To die at the hands of a woman was the most insulting thing any of them could think of.

And as they watched the bodies of their 3 fallen comrades drop, every man's brain went numb, and their jaws hung wide open in disbelief.

"Cloud!!"

"Blue Fis.h.!.+"

"High Sky!"

They bellowed the codenames for the few dead while drawing their weapons fiercely.

And like so, the battle between men and women took place.

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Slas.h.!.+ Slas.h.!.+ Pah! Slas.h.!.+

What?!

One of the men was shocked, seeing how his attack had failed, and made way for his opponent to strike him instead.

Slas.h.!.+

A deep cut swooshed across his chest, tearing open the flesh for all to see. Luckily, he dodged most of it, or that could've been his end.

"d.a.m.n you, woman! You dare attack, I, Iron face Billy?"

Angry. Angry. Angry. Angry.

The man punched the woman in her belly, causing her to jerk painfully.

Such a force should have at least pushed her back a bit.

But the woman gritted her teeth, grabbed the same hand that punched her, and wrapped herself on the man's body like a snake.

What?!

The man was dumbfounded by the woman's flexibility and swift moves.

What sort of fighting technique was this?

The man set his hand towards his back, trying to stop the woman's actions.

But it was already too late.

Pouff!!~~

Blood squirted out uncontrollably from the back of the man's neck when the woman yanked her dagger out.

She still stayed piggybacked, again stabbing the man in the same spot while he ran amok in pain.

No... No... No!!!!

The man held his neck, feeling the air in his body deplete.

His heart struggled to pump all the blood or could, and his body began turning colder by the milli-breath.

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Bam!

He fell to his knees with his hands still on his throat.

Cwack!~

It was hard to say whether the man was coughing or quaking like a duck.

His pain was evident to all as his face turned into a disturbing bluish-pink hue of color almost instantly.

His eyes grew heavy, and he soon lost control of his body.

His hands were no longer working under his control, his legs gone, the feeling around his back vanished... And many more frightening changes occurred that left him unwilling.

No!

He was a proud Morg who had a long time of glory ahead of him. So how could he be willing to die now?

What's more, dying at the hands of a woman!!!

Cwack! Cwack! Cwack!

The man coughed and struggled for survival as blood gushed out his mouth.

And in a blink of an eye, the man struggled no more.

... Dead.

He died with his eyes wide open and his body unwilling with a thousand curses placed in those eyes.

B/ut the culprit, on the other hand, was fighting off others, planning to send more company to the man on the other side.

Hey... At least she was kind, wanting them to all die together, no?

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Ting!

Light and Ivanka clashed weapons, each side putting up a fierce battle.

Their moves were so fast that it seemed like some fantasy blockbuster movie.

Their blade dance steps only get faster and faster with every attack.

Ting. Ting. Ting. Ting!~

Both had 2 long daggers, blocking each other's attacks whether low, high, or even at the sides. "Hyah!!!"

The duo pushed each other back but didn't rush to attack.

Light looked at Ivanka squarely, burning her image in his mind. "You're good."

A comment of acknowledgment from him didn't come easily.

He hated to admit it, but such skills were on par with their Morg ones... Though in some areas shown by this female warrior, Morgany still prevailed.

However, one shouldn't overlook the new moves he saw her play out, which showed they made up for what they lacked with these new techniques.

Witches?

Definitely not.

He has fought and killed quite a handful of witches.

They weren't this skilled. Plus, he doubted they would have a way to steal and improve Morg techniques.

That's right.

Light recognized a few of her techniques as high ranking techniques in Morgany that not just anyone could learn.

These techniques were exclusive only to Morgany.

So what does this mean?

A traitor!

Someone in their midst had leaked the info and was maybe also involved in tonight's charade.

Spies...

It appears they had long had spies in their midst.

'I must survive and report this matter fast!... But not before I destroy or take the doc.u.ments away.'

Those doc.u.ments...

Light stared at the vault chamber with a murderous glint in his eyes.

Those doc.u.ments must not fall into the enemy's hands!