Every time Crystal swung her sword, it left a bleeding gash on the bearded-burly man. Within moments, he had been stabbed over a dozen times, left without any means of defense.

Despite his strength, she outclassed him entirely in skill. The spectators were amazed and impressed as her advanced swordsmanship shone brightly.

"Ah!" the bearded-burly man cried in agony.

With his tendons severed, he collapsed onto the ground. He was now crippled, covered in blood and numerous wounds, though they were not fatal.

"Chief!" The Butcher Guild disciples were shocked and enraged to witness their typically imposing and unstoppable chief suffering in such a manner.

"Damn it! How dare you hurt our chief? You're pushing your luck!"

"Everyone! Let's teach this bitch a lesson!"

The Butcher Guild disciples roared, brandishing their machetes and charging at Crystal with anger.

She snorted coldly and mercilessly thrust her sword into the attacking crowd. "Ember Strike!"

In less than a moment, the