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Her movements would be better described as "demonstrating martial prowess" than as fighting.
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No matter what type of weapon it was, she countered it with an effective one; no matter what kind of object it was, in her eyes, it became a weapon. Combined attacks and chaotic strikes failed to disrupt her rhythm, as she created a vacuum of space amidst the crowd of magic armors by herself.

In contrast to her ease and grace, Hong Siyu's expression was a bit more solemn.

The magic armors besieging Yuan had yet to achieve success, and the tomes before her were becoming increasingly indefinable, slowly showing signs of reverting from books back into pages.

As this tendency became more apparent over time, and about five minutes into the battle, Hong Siyu couldn't help but let out a stifled hum as the tomes before her dissipated.

Along with the disappearance of the tomes, the magic armors surrounding Yuan also vanished.

Yuan, who was still engrossed in the intense combat, noticed this and somewhat reluctantly withdrew her hand. She slung the magic armor-transformed black long sword over her shoulder and addressed Hong Siyu, "Is it over? Is that all?"

Upon hearing her words, Emerald Sparrow slightly furrowed her brows.

Throughout the entire fight, Yuan had not used her own "Wonderland," merely standing her ground against Hong Siyu's attacks in her most basic magic armor form.

This certainly demonstrated her superb combat skills, but it also signified something else—her Magic Power was immense.

The blooming of a Magical Girl could greatly enhance her own Magic Power. Even though Hong Siyu had just performed a Bloom-level power enhancement and her burgeoning abilities were not yet mature, the boost to her original Magic Power would be no less than fivefold.

Multiply the Magic Power of someone just entering the Bloom-level by five, and that was only enough to match an untransformed Yuan, underscoring just how formidable her Magic Power was.

"That... since I'm not very skilled at using this power, I can only sustain the magic armor replication for about five minutes..."

Hong Siyu then somewhat awkwardly explained to Emerald Sparrow, "If I practice more, it shouldn't be that limited."

"Using magic armor to battle her wasn't a good choice," Emerald Sparrow mused aloud. "Clearly, her close combat capabilities are strong. If the armors' abilities can't influence her, it's merely a simple blade-to-blade battle."

"It seems I made the wrong choice."

Hong Siyu looked apologetically toward Emerald Sparrow, "I thought magic armors could quickly form combat power, so before I left, all I recorded was magic armors, but they seem to have no effect on her..."

"Magic armors are indeed a crucial part of a Magical Girl's combat power, but what's more important is the user's development and understanding of them. Mere replication of a magic armor is insufficient. Even with identical abilities, it's difficult to exploit them to their fullest potential in the hands of anyone other than their original owner," replied Emerald Sparrow.

Emerald Sparrow shook her head, "That approach won't work, can you replicate something else?"

"I haven't recorded anything else for the time being..."

Spoke Hong Siyu in a soft voice, "But I can still use the Spell Techniques previously recorded in the 'Memory'."

"Spell Techniques have limited effect on her, as you must have noticed there's something off about the mist around her," Emerald Sparrow calmly analyzed after watching the entire fight. "Your spell techniques are not entirely ineffective against her, but a considerable part of those that should have taken effect has either been dodged by her or negated by the mist."

"Yes," concurred Hong Siyu somewhat unwillingly with a nod.

"So, currently, we can do nothing but stall for time."

With a sigh of resignation, Emerald Sparrow said, "The enemy is tougher than anticipated. I wonder what moves Molu would have up her sleeve..."

"Actually, on my way here, I met the Chief. She was somewhat hesitant, fiddling with the hem of her cloak, her voice low, "I've discussed a method with her, one that might help you."

Emerald Sparrow blinked in slight confusion, "Help me? Isn't that what we're doing now?"

"Not really, because, actually, I still have something I haven't shown you."

Hong Siyu, with her head down, pulled a tome from the bookshelf beside her and handed it over to Emerald Sparrow, "I wanted to defeat the enemy myself, to impress you, but it seems that's not going well. So, while I still have magic power, I might as well give this to you. This might be our last resort."

"What kind of method?"

"You just said it yourself, the power of magic armor ultimately depends on the wielder, right?"

"Yes, what about it?"

"Then it's clear, no matter how many magic armors I replicate, without the user's own experience, I'm unable to harness their full potential, and I can't even reveal their inherent power."

Hong Siyu placed one hand on the cover of the tome, her voice tinged with hesitation, "The only way, then, is to let the magic armor's original owner use it."

As she spoke, she gently opened the cover of the tome, and a burst of intensely bright light shone forth from the book in Emerald Sparrow's hands.

Emerald Sparrow looked down slightly, peering through the luminance of Magic Power to clearly see the revealed object; her normally composed expression froze slightly, lifting it with disbelief.

It was a petite pair of dressmaking scissors.

No larger than the palm of Emerald Sparrow's hand, but intricate, a pair of dressmaking scissors adorned with elaborate patterns.

The scissors appeared somewhat ethereal, yet holding them felt incredibly real and familiar. Purple-red magic power flowed within the intricate patterns, seemingly disclosing its origin, but when Emerald Sparrow grasped them, the magic power—which wasn't hers—obediently responded to her will.

"I'm not very familiar with its other form, so there was no way to replicate it no matter what, but this magic armor, I remember it vividly," Hong Siyu released her grip, her smile still in place. "It saved me from despair, so it would be such a pity for it to disappear just like that."

"You used it to save me; now, let me briefly return it to you."

"Let my magic armor become your magic armor, senior."