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Countless light blades were being released from the shining Holy Sword Anna-san was holding.
Each and every single one of those was comparable to saint rank.
The air shook.
The Calamity Witch Nevia facing her smiled silently.
Not only the black staff in her hand, there was pitch black miasma covering her whole body.
A clear voice that contrasted her wicked appearance resonated.
— “Dark Magic: [Black Hand Touch].”
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