However, the brothers forgot that Clarice had just received her inheritance from their ancestor, Kuafu, and she was no longer the weak little girl she was before.

Clarice did not panic even when she had to face so many opponents. Her red lips slightly parted and she said the four words coldly. "Sword Pursued the Sun!"

Then, she drew out her long sword and swung it around lightly.

Buzz!

A powerful force distorted the air around the hall. Then, a dazzling sword shadow burst out from the longsword in Clarice's hand and swept toward the charging opponents!

"Ouch..."

"Argh..."

In the blink of an eye, everyone who dashed toward Clarice was enveloped by the sword shadow. They let out yelps of pain when the sword shadow cut them and blood dripped from their wounds.

Clarice was using Kuafu's technique called ‘Sword Pursued the Sun!’ However, she was kind and merciful to her opponents who were also people from the Raksasa Tribe. Otherwise, they would have died under her sword attack.