Konbini Ossan Volume 8 Chapter 13 — Black-Winged Angel
Satira is being driven into a corner, but she does not look like she intends to go down without a fight.
“This is nothing, at this level!”
As she shouts, Satira unleashes light magic in all directions. A simple attack, as if she were hurling raw magical power itself.
Precisely because of that simplicity, it is difficult for Tio and Tiana’s magic tools to deflect it completely.
“Tch.”
“Annoying.”
To avoid having their defenses overwhelmed by the sheer pressure of the magic, the two instinctively leap backward to retreat.
Because it is an omnidirectional attack, the farther the distance, the more rapidly the power of Satira’s light magic attenuates.
With just a single backstep, the reduction in power is sufficient. Tio and Tiana deploy defensive fields with their gauntlet-type magic tools, deflecting and diverting the magic to block it.
However, this is likely exactly what Satira was aiming for. By forcing them to open up distance like this, she gains time and breathing room.
“To think I’d have to show my true power against opponents of this level!”
As she says this, Satira removes a ring she is wearing on her finger.
At once, black magical power, dark magical energy, begins to envelop her body. As if being eroded by it, Satira’s white wings are dyed black.
“What is that?”
“Did she transform?”
Alarmed by Satira’s change, the two do not approach. Satira, meanwhile, speaks to them with a composed air.
“This accursed black wing, unbefitting of one of the angel race, the people of light, is my true form.
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By the Demon King’s consideration, my power of darkness is normally sealed, but now that shackle has been removed!
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In other words, I possess both the angel race’s power of light and the accursed power of darkness!”
“That’s… cool.”
“She looks insanely strong.”
Rather than fear, Tio and Tiana look excited as they gaze upon Satira, now fused with light and darkness.
It seems the battle has entered its second phase.
“Here I come!”
Declaring this, Satira instantly closes in on the two.
Her movements, now more than twice as fast, catch them off guard, leaving them unable to react in time.
Wrapping her limbs in dark magical power, forming something like black gauntlets, Satira launches a flurry of punches at them.
“Tch!”
“So strong!”
The two manage to defend instinctively, but even through their guard, the heavy impact deals more than enough damage.
They immediately counter with their magitech sabers, but those attacks are deflected by Satira’s dark gauntlets, dealing no damage at all, not even triggering any additional effects.
Dark-attribute magical power is capable of eroding other magical energies and even interfere with the activation of magic itself.
That is likely why the magitech sabers’ effects are not manifesting.
“Fuhahaha! So this is all you’ve got!”
Brimming with confidence, Satira taunts the two. They wear frustrated expressions, but do not retort, continuing their assault without letting up.
Even so, the gap in strength is simply too great. Unable to land a decisive blow, they are gradually driven back.
“Then, let us put an end to this!”
With those words, Satira delivers an especially powerful strike to the two.
The impact sends them flying. Using the distance that opens up, Satira activates a spell.
“Take this! «Chaos Impact»!”
Satira shouts the name of the spell she is activating.
She gathers light magical power in her right hand and dark magical power in her left, then brings her palms together, forcing them into one.
As the two opposing powers are unnaturally fused, they repel each other and begin to rage violently.
Including the energy generated in that process, Satira thrusts her hands forward and releases it all at once.
The intertwined light and dark magical power writhes like serpents as it surges toward Tio and Tiana.
If the two were to take this attack head-on, they would likely suffer significant damage. It is safe to say that the match would go to Satira.
“That’s enough!”
I shout this and step into the battlefield.
I place myself directly in front of the incoming magic aimed at Tio and Tiana and deploy my own magical power head-on.
The raging light and dark magical energy scatters as if turning into mist, then dissipates completely.
“What are you doing?!”
“This match goes to Satira-san. Congratulations on clearing the second gate.”
As I say this, Satira nods, seemingly accepting it with some reluctance.
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E/N:
Mid-Boss transformed mid-battle?! Well, an expected outcome… We'll get 'em next time!
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