I’ve Never Seen a Saint who can use Magic so Well

While Si-Hyun was locked in fierce combat, Ji-Ah faced her own battle.

Her sharp gaze remained fixed on her opponent.

A spearman from this otherworld.
A woman with strikingly long, crimson hair.
The spear in her hands burned with the same fiery red mana, flickering like a living flame.

‘So it’s finally come to this.’

Ji-Ah had thought about this moment for a long time.

If those bastards from the hero’s party ever appeared before her, she would rip them apart with this spear.
She would make them pay for gaslighting Si-Hyun, the most versatile and reliable person she knew.

‘At last…’

The time had finally come.

Ji-Ah pressed her lips together, steeling her resolve.
She tightened her grip on her spear, fingers digging into the shaft.

And at that moment, her opponent moved.
Almost simultaneously, Ji-Ah lunged forward.

Swish— Clang!

The sharp clang of colliding spears rang out as both women charged at each other with relentless speed.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The rhythmic clash of metal echoed through the battlefield, each strike accompanied by bursts of brilliant sparks.

Ji-Ah focused on exploiting her opponent’s openings, her attacks swift and precise.
Meanwhile, the otherworldly spearman met her head-on, countering with raw, overwhelming power.

The chill of frozen air clashed violently against searing flames, the opposing energies spiraling into a raging storm that twisted the very air around them.

Shraaak!

A sharp sound split the air as the ground beneath them froze and burned at the same time.

This wasn’t just a battle of skill.
It was a clash of mana, raw power colliding head-on.
Neither woman intended to back down as they traded blows with their pride on the line.

‘She’s strong.’