Ramlethal Swings a Sword Down at Noel

Noel's steps soon turned into a full-on sprint as she rapidly approached Ramlethal, her guns no longer positioned in a fighting stance as they swung by her sides. She'd end this fight as soon as she could, avoiding wasting any more time and preventing the fight from injuring anyone nearby if it escalated. However, before Noel could do anything, the sword to Ramlethal's left blurred once Noel reached a certain distance in front of the Valentine. Noel barely had any time to react as the sword swung down at her, the petite girl holding up Bolverk to shield herself.

A metallic clang rang through the village for a split second before being followed by a massive crash as the brick ground beneath Noel's feet gave way, cratering under the weight and **** of Ramlethal's blades. The former NOL lieutenant let out a grunt as her arms and legs shook violently under the blade's ****. Noel gritted her teeth and grunted as she pushed the massive sword to the side, a loud shriek erupting as the metal from the sword and pistols scraped against each other.

Despite Ramlethal's calm, almost emotionless expression, there was a second in which she seemed to be taken aback by Noel's strength. Having quickly recovered from throwing off Ramlethal's attack, Noel pointed the Nox Nyctores in her left hand at her opponent, causing the platinum blonde's brows to lower slightly. It was her enemy's time to attack. Ramlethal watched in anticipation as Noel's finger squeezed down on the trigger of her oversized pistol. She waited for the projectile to fire out so that she could dodge. A bang rang out from the gun, its muzzle flashing, but nothing came out of it, or so it seemed. Ramlethal hopped backward, her right sword following her as she avoided getting caught in the blast of an explosion. She didn't even get to see the attack coming; one second there was nothing in front of her, and the next Ramlethal had only caught a glimpse of something detonating in front of her. It wasn't as if the projectile had traveled at an incredibly fast speed; it was moving as if it had teleported in front of her.

The Valentine gritted her sharp teeth in annoyance and threw her left arm forward before performing a sweeping motion with it. Noel gave a look of confusion upon seeing Ramlethal perform this action, but then she caught something moving beside her. It was the sword that attacked her earlier and had once again attacked, performing a side sweep that Noel dodged by dunking under the large blade. Before the clone could do anything else, she let out a yelp as she watched the other sword race toward her, poised to impale her. Noel rolled backward, narrowly avoiding the katana-like sword as it pierced the brick road that Noel had once stood on.

Noel heard the sound of something ripping, and then a cool breeze raced across her shoulders once she finished performing her roll. The former lieutenant looked down and, to her surprise, spotted her exposed shoulders and arms. Her jacket was missing. Noel looked back toward the sword that had attempted to impale her and, right at where the blade's tip met the ground, spotted her blue jacket with gold accents resting under it, torn up from the attack.

Noel let out a huff of annoyance at the loss of an article of clothing and got back into her fighting stance, her right arm raised up vertically with the left held below it horizontally. The clone's face held a miffed expression, which soon turned into mild surprise as she watched both blades suddenly rise into the air. The black and white winged orbs that held the swords hurriedly flapped their wings as they carried the swords back to their owner, who was now floating in mid-air. Ramlethal had commanded the return of her swords, which meant she had something planned. The Valentine gazed down at her opponent, her eyes filled with determination despite her neutral expression and the fact that they were nearly blocked out by both the visor of her hat as well as her bangs.