Chapter 558: Chapter 558: Remember to bring a bottle of good wine.

Although her movements were still somewhat clumsy and lacked any discernible pattern, she fought entirely on instinct. But her power was terrifying.

The black energy coiled around her limbs, and every punch and kick she threw carried immense power. A heavily armored soldier was sent flying by her punch, his chest armor dented, and he coughed up blood mid-air.

The magic blade struck her, but was directly shattered by the protective black energy surrounding her. She is like a young tiger that has broken into a flock of sheep; though still immature, she already shows the bearing of a king.