Waking Of A World Chapter 11: Chapter 11: JUST DIE ALREADY!

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Liesel launched forward without hesitation. With a leap, she brought her axe hurtling down toward Liang Shen, aiming to end his life in one strike. Liang Shen moved aside in a blur, dodging the downward swing of her attack. “ I need to restrain her and knock her out.” CRACK! The axe smashed into the alley wall, carving a jagged, spider-webbing crack through the concrete. Dust and chips rained down after the impact. He sighed, his jaw tight. “If she keeps this up, the Office is going to foot the bill. It’ll come out of my paycheck if I don’t end this fast.” Liang Shen surged in, using the split second she needed to recover her balance. With no wasted motion, he drove a kick toward her ribs. It was clean and precise. Liesel snatched her axe back just in time to block the attack. However, the impact still passed through her guard, launching her backward through the narrow alley. CRASH! She slammed into a row of overflowing trash bins with a metallic sound, sending garbage exploding outward. Liang Shen moved forward quickly, sword in hand. Suddenly, a trash bag hurtled at his face from Liesel’s direction, covering his vision. He slapped it back on pure instinct, but it revealed that Liesel had also thrown her axe at him. The axe sheared through the bag in midair. Rotten food, plastic, and filth burst everywhere, splattering across his vision and the walls in a disgusting storm. Liang Shen backpedaled sharply, creating space while raising his sheathed sword to parry the incoming blade. But something felt wrong. Liesel burst through the falling debris, charging straight at him. She was holding a trash bin and wielding it like a weapon, her eyes blazing with deadly intensity. The alley seemed to shrink around them, the air thick with the reek of rot and the metallic tang of impending violence. Liang Shen narrowed his eyes at Liesel before noting something above him. “So that’s how it is…” he thought. It seemed that he had been mistaken. He had assumed that Liesel had thrown her axe in a straight path. However, the axe had been thrown in an arc from the ground up, cutting the trash bag on the way as it continued to move upward. But the way the axe was spinning in the air seemed unnatural. By all logic, it should have continued to fly upward due to how it was launched. Yet it was lingering, twisting in the air without moving higher. “Amplification?…” He believed that the axe’s unnatural movement was related to how her Aspect worked. The trap became clear in his mind in a heartbeat. If he intercepted Liesel, who was charging in with that trash bin, the hovering axe would suddenly dive and cleave him. If he committed to knocking the spinning axe out of the sky, she would hit him with the trash bin. Normally, he would choose to tank the garbage bin hit… But the way she gripped it felt off. And knowing how Aspect weaponry worked… Just then Liesel caught up to him and began to swing. Liang Shen didn’t have much time to think of a plan. He would have to make a gambit. He planted his feet, moving the sheathed sword to his side in a defensive arc. BOOM! The collision rang out like a struck gong, vibrating through the alley. The metal bin exploded on impact, its hinges screaming as it burst open, revealing the very same axe that had been spinning overhead just moments ago, now recalled and hidden inside for a lethal surprise strike. Liesel had played it perfectly. The thrown axe was a misdirection, the trash bag was used to create chaos, and the bin served as cover for the recall. One wrong choice, and he would have been split in two. But Liang Shen had seen through the layers. His blade held firm, sparks flying as he redirected the force. For the first time, a flicker of grim respect crossed his face amid the flying debris. “Not bad.” Liesel, despite not showing it, was surprised. She hadn’t expected him to see through the layered trap and block the bin instead of the axe. Clang. The shattered trash bin clattered to the ground. Before the echo