“I put all my strength behind that, but it didn’t cause any damage!” the attacker said. A combination of Muso Activation, the capabilities of the armor I was wearing, and the life force technique called Wall that S’yne had taught me, had just about managed to prevent any damage. My level was pretty high too, which was a help.

“Hiyah!” I used Muso Activation, focusing my life force and punching the woman. It felt strange, like hitting a wall of air, almost. Perhaps it was some kind of protection Miyaji had on his allies.

“You were never taught not to punch women? This is the problem with trash like you,” Miyaji said, giving me a disgusted look and launching more notes in my direction. Raphtalia and Glass intercepted those.

“Like I care! This is combat! Gender doesn’t matter here!” I retorted. Just more feminist claptrap! Enough! He was happily attacking Raphtalia and Glass himself!

“Everyone! I’m going to get serious! I need you to pin down the vassal weapon holders. I’ll target the other world holy weapon holders!” Miyaji said.

“Okay!” his women replied. It sounded like he hadn’t been serious up to this point. That might be a problem.

“Now! Face the hammer of justice!” Armor was also narrowing his attacks on us . . . more like Itsuki. In that moment, for some reason, Itsuki took out a medicinal herb. I wondered what he was planning on doing.

Itsuki put the medicinal herb to his mouth and started to play it, like a grass reed. The light of magic immediately sprang up in the vicinity.

“Magic?! Impossible!” Miyaji looked disproportionately surprised, even though the weapon he was holding in his very own hands was similar.

“Bow Imposter! What trickery is this?!” Armor gave a roar as he swung his axe again.

“I won’t allow that!” Glass stepped in and blocked the attack. “Hardly what I would call powerful.”

“You’re weaker than I was expecting. No justice wants someone so pathetic as an ally!” Miyaji mocked, looking down on Armor.

“Hah! This is how you use real strength!” The axe gave a suspicious glow and then changed shape . . . into a curse series weapon!

Armor grunted again and was rewarded with a cry from Glass. A large wound appeared in her shoulder. She had been unable to stop his second attack.

“A penetration attack?” Glass asked. She swept her fan to the side and forced Armor to drop back. She hadn’t taken especially severe damage, but she had a pained expression on her face from the cursed attack.