Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem

The Eighth Child had shown a minuscule gap. It was enough for Lexi to see and seize it.

The Child could not react in time to the slash she let rip from her lowered stance. It was powerful, and it unleashed a combination of magic and martial energy that clashed and bit the air in an electric frenzy.

Lexi turned the tides of their fight and pushed the Child backward with incessant swings that the Child had to dodge. He risked losing his fingers and hands if he tried to block them.

Lexi's sword was both sharp and powerful, even without her energies pervading it. After all, it was a treasured sword that had survived millennia of neglect. It would have been even better if it hadn't gone through that. But going through that and still being a great sword was proof of the craftsmanship.

If the Eighth Child wasn't careful, one good swing was all it would take for Lexi to win the fight. But as long as he was careful and stayed on his toes, getting that good swing in was as good as impossible for Lexi.

Fortunately, that wasn't her only plan.

She guided the Child backward with targeted strikes. It didn't matter even if he knew that she was trying to get him to walk in a specific pattern. What was she trying to achieve by doing so? Make a painting with their footsteps?

Unless she revealed an opening, the Child would have to force himself and push through her attacks to break it. For now, he was content waiting around and building up the heat around them. Like all the Children, he was confident in his fire and heat tolerance. The hotter it was, the better it was for him.

The Evandiels were also descendants of the Hydra, and they were mostly attuned to fire as well. But their blood had been diluted with that of humans over millennia. Lexi would char and crumble like a cookie long before the heat got to the Child.

Besides, the other Children were also raising the atmosphere's temperature. The longer each fight dragged on, the better it was for them.

However, the fire and heat in the air weren't just fire and heat. It was fire and heat built on magic and energies. It floated around just dancing around everyone fighting for their lives.

It was visible to Mandra's and Zach's Eyes of Truth if they looked for it. But to the others, it was invisible.

That didn't mean it wasn't there, though.

Lexi stepped forward, hounding the Child, but her step was a little too big, and she ended up losing her rock-solid balance. The Child didn't miss that and instantly ducked to the side when she tried to hide it by attacking him with a reckless swing. He avoided her sword and closed in on her.

Lexi could only brace herself and take a flame-soaked fist to the stomach. She used the hit to jump backward and try and catch her breath.

Naturally, the Child pursued her and leaped after her. He landed right in front of her with fire welling up out of both palms. He was ready to douse her in it and turn her into a grilled meat.

However, there was something off about the place he landed on. He glanced down.

He hadn't noticed it before, but as soon as he looked at it, he could feel a tremendous magic concentrated below his feet. He frowned. His gaze wandered.

He was standing in the middle of a large circle marked by the scuffs, scrapes, and footprints from their fight.

Every single mark Lexi had made since the start of the fight was filled with magic energy. The Eighth Child was standing in the center of it.

The marks lit up, including the one beneath his feet.

Before the Child realized, crystallized chains connected every part of his body to those marks.

He couldn't move. He looked at Lexi, smoke pouring out of his nose and mouth, veins popping on his forehead and arms as he tried to wrangle free. His eyes were ablaze in anger. But there was nothing he could do.

The marks the chains had sprouted from used not only Lexi's magic, but also the magic in the air. Usually, this spell would have only restrained the Child for up to a minute, depending on how much Lexi had prepared. It would still have been enough to kill him.

But now, with the supercharged air that was packed with swirling magic and energies, Lexi could hold the Eighth Child like this for several days.

She grinned.

"This is where I would say something witty or explain my master plan—how I tricked you from the very beginning. Maybe even how this spell works since I created it. But I know you're not interested…" She shrugged and flicked her arm, severing the Child's head.

"See you some other time, I guess."

After a while, the Child's body would disappear, and after another while, he would come back somewhere else.

It wasn't the first time they had killed one of the Children. They always came back.

Lexi sighed and turned to look at the other fights. She sat down. It didn't look like any of the ones she could help needed help.

The badger was busy chasing the Ninth Child in circles.

The Sixth Child was lying on the ground, paler than a sheet and with muddy tears welling out of her eyes. Alzara was standing above her with her arms crossed and a frown as she thought about how to improve her curses or perhaps stop the Child from respawning.

But she didn't know how their immortality worked, so she unfortunately couldn't do anything other than stop the Child from dying. If they didn't die, they didn't respawn safely somewhere else.

For now, the Sixth Child was held in cursed limbo, unable to escape Alzara's curses.

Lexi turned to the Fifth Child.

Since Alzara had fought the Sixth Child, Yanael the First Child, Soara the Third Child, Mandra the Fourth Child, and the Second Child was dead, the only one who could be fighting her was Zach.

Lexi was a little worried. The Fifth Child was far stronger than the Eighth one she had fought.