After confirming that Hardock had finally breathed his last, Hewinia's taut nerves and her body, already pushed to the limit, could no longer hold up. With a "pfft," she kneeled on the ground, gasping for air, while occasional smears of blood burst forth from her throat.
"Actually, there was no need to take it to this extent." Just then, Bai Wei's voice echoed in her mind, "You clearly had more means to secure victory, yet those first two snaps of your fingers simply erased all other possibilities. Hmm... How should I put it? Your combat skills still need honing. It seems like your school's instruction in this area isn't up to par yet."
While wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, Hewinia replied in a low voice, "Classes related to combat only start after the third year."
"Is that so? Looks like you're self-taught," Bai Wei said with a laugh, "Well, that earns you a passing grade."
...A passing grade?
