Amelia, after hearing what Dante had to say, began to stealthily try to somehow survey the entire perimeter and also get to know, or at least try, all the invaders and villagers.

If it were just a simple battle, she would only need to attack everyone as quickly as possible, without caring about the consequences of her actions, and be able to emerge victorious. But this wasn't such a situation; there were hostages who sometimes were almost indistinguishable from the true villains in this scenario.

The man Dante had sent her to exterminate was most likely a knight, as he had said. In fact, most of them there seemed to be some kind of military personnel, mostly foot soldiers, some with better armor and weapons than others. But thinking about the incompetence of this country to develop a permanent and stationary army, it was natural to understand the discrepancy in this group. They were probably fleeing some political intrigue or perhaps a war on the other side of the kingdom.

Amelia had been in that tower for so long that she simply didn't know the current geopolitical situation of the neighboring countries and her own. A common citizen would obviously not have such information, but before the fall of the academy, she could receive monthly newspapers for members, which kept them updated. This information was crucial, especially for researchers and explorers who planned their journeys to minimize inconveniences. Moreover, the academy even had political representatives in various capitals, similar to typical ambassadors.

Finally, when she believed she had a good view of the entire battlefield, she decided to act. Without anyone noticing, she began to move like lightning. One moment she was on top of one of the houses, invisible to the naked eye, calculating all the necessary parameters for her mission. The next moment, she had moved hundreds of meters in a second and was relentlessly pursuing the man who seemed to be leading the attack.

Without their leader, even if some of these bandits escaped alive, they would have lost their basic chain of command and become simple highwaymen, incapable of causing as much harm as they did now.

Before that, she began to understand a bit more about Dante's own species. Like any other undead, he seemed to be emotionally affected by his state. Without any prior training, he entered a euphoric state as soon as he started shedding blood, much like a vampire or werewolf. But after realizing he would be fine, she quickly shifted her focus to the leader.

And now, she was only seconds away from having his head in her hands.

She was not a knight, and she disliked using weapons like swords, spears, bows. To her, all of that was nothing more than the tools of the wicked and the weak. Only the body held any value, and, for her, the body was the foundation of all power, both physical and magical. Dividing her training between body and weapon was highly inefficient in her view.

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As a fighter, or perhaps even a monk, all she needed to do after years of continuous training was to focus her life force on specific parts of her body. With the right technique, she could make her body tougher than steel.

In a nearly perfect technique, she swiftly managed to cut the man's head with her bare hands, in an attack that was extremely clean and straight, without affecting the brain. At this speed, in a real-world situation on land where magic and other paths to power seemed to be hidden in layers of science and philosophy, this strike might have turned the head into pulp. But with the help of specific techniques, one could transform a hand, for example, into something capable of surpassing a sword.

At this moment, with the head in her hands, Amelia couldn't understand why he was alone and without any companions to defend him. But she quickly thought of Dante. However, just as she was about to check the current situation of the battle unfolding behind her, she heard an utterly deafening sound.

When she finally went to see what was happening, she saw the worst.

She saw all those men who had previously appeared as disorganized farmers now systematically killing her master. And when she finally saw Dante's head being cut off, and those strange men starting to celebrate, she was ready to simply destroy the entire village.

The emotions running through her mind at that moment were ultimately pure insanity and madness. She just wanted to kill these things. But even before she could start acting, she began to feel another emotion, an emotion that didn't seem to originate from herself.

As she watched this event and its unfolding, she began to feel pure fear.

At first, she didn't understand why she became so terrified so quickly, but as she looked more closely at Dante, she realized that this fear actually originated from his body, or so she thought.

Because just seconds after the celebration began, both parts of their bodies started secreting a pasty black liquid in immense quantities. When this black liquid from their bodies and heads met, they simply began to fuse together in an unimaginable way.

During this time, Amelia understood where the pure terror that made her want to get out of there as quickly as possible came from. This slime seemed to be a weapon of colossal life force energy, almost radioactive.

Before she knew it, everyone around Dante started to wither, and it seemed that every living being was somehow attracting that thing.

This black slime oozing from Dante, while black as pitch, seemed to have nothing in common with the surroundings. It also appeared to be not purely physical, creating various ripples in space as it passed through.

Releasing an utterly incomprehensible aura to Amelia, it left her simply terrified. She didn't understand what had happened, what it was. Was this Dante's true form? No, it didn't make sense to her. Perhaps this was some form of self-defense from his own body.

Amelia quickly realized that internally, Dante was something no human should comprehend. She herself had doubts about whether she could or should try.

But, even though she knew it would be best never to meet her master again, she knew she couldn't do that, not when her life was about to finally be reset.

At one moment, the slime seemed to be confined to one part of the village courtyard, devouring most of the bandits who didn't seem fast enough to escape. Unexpectedly, Amelia felt great terror, and before she knew it, the slime, which shouldn't have been more than a few dozen meters away, expanded in an instant until it almost entirely covered her body, resembling some kind of massive slime bomb, which soon vanished, leaving only destruction and nothing more in its wake.

At that moment, Amelia trembled, trembling like she had never trembled before. She hadn't been touched by that thing, but she knew she hadn't come out of that situation unscathed.

When she realized she might be safe now, her body instinctively relaxed, and at that moment, she simply began to vomit. Her empty stomach due to her current situation only worsened this event, making her feel like she was trying to empty her entire stomach.