Reborn as an Extra Chapter 679: Princess of Celestial Prophecies! Part-1.

"I get it... Sorry for underestimating you..."

Lia aimed her sword straight at Ivy, her expression serene yet her gaze sharpening with intense focus.

"Dragging this out further would dishonor your bravery and resolve... I won’t hold back anymore..."

"To make up for it, I’ll unleash one of my most devastating strikes right now..."

Upon hearing Lia’s declaration, Ivy’s face lit up with a thrilled grin that only another fight enthusiast could appreciate.

"Hehe, that’s more like it... Bring it on, Lia Silver!"

Activating a potent healing relic known as ’The Golden Light,’ Ivy supercharged her already formidable healing spell, multiplying its power tenfold to nearly match Riya’s ’base’ healing prowess!

Though the enhancement was short-lived, bridging the gap to Riya’s fundamental healing level was utterly remarkable!

A surge of vitality coursed through Ivy’s body, rendering her nearly immune to most physical strikes, its intensity so overwhelming it threatened to rupture her from the inside!

Even the miasmic taint sapping her strength got momentarily subdued as Ivy poured her all into this ultimate effort!

Ivy had always been a blindingly swift fighter, quick enough to haunt any opponent’s nightmares; her pace rivaled Rio’s at his A-rank peak.

Yet, channeling her wind element affinity to its utmost, she unleashed a master-tier spell that granted an even superior surge in speed and maneuverability!

While most folks specialize as either mages or fighters, Ivy, among the mightiest of the fairy folk, harnessed her fairy lineage completely.

Leveraging the fairies’ innate fully elemental nature and lack of mana circulation limits unlike other races, she honed skills in both spear techniques and sorcery.

Simply put, her magical enhancements rivaled those of a top S-rank mage without question!

Buff after buff, Ivy stacked massive power-ups on herself; she elevated her insane healing to new heights and skyrocketed her speed and nimbleness.

At last, she invoked the taboo spear art technique ’Death Gamble,’ channeling every ounce of her elemental might and essence into a single, cataclysmic blow!

Since Lia had effortlessly evaded her earlier assaults without moving a muscle, Ivy realized Lia possessed some perception-defying power.

Sticking to Lia’s game and rules would only disadvantage the aggressor; Ivy needed to counter Lia’s enigmatic skill.

Her plan was straightforward... amp up healing to the point where dodging Lia’s strikes becomes unnecessary.

Then, exploit that healing surge to overwhelm Lia post-attack and obliterate her with one decisive, all-ending thrust!

Lia could already instinctively ’foresee’ Ivy’s scheme and intent, yet she dismissed such tactics entirely.

Having nearly perished and gained the power to meddle with fate’s threads, Lia transcended mere stats and cheap ploys.

As Ivy charged with spear raised, Lia merely smiled, recalling the pivotal memory that forged her fighting approach.

After a year drilling sword fundamentals, Lia began mastering ’Silver Lion Swordsmanship’ under James.

"Huff... I can’t slice it! Too damn hard! That dummy won’t even flinch!"

Exhausted, Lia slumped to the ground, glaring irritably at the training dummy!

"Uh... but... how’s that possible?... Dad taught me this style, and I cut stuff effortlessly at your age..."

"Maybe ’cause you’re a girl and inherently weaker than boys?"

James loomed over the sprawled Lia, his face etched with sincere bewilderment.

Born a powerhouse with unmatched brute force, James couldn’t fathom why his daughter struggled against a flimsy practice target.

An S-rank himself, he’d never mentored or trained anyone before, making him a poor instructor for Lia!

After much deliberation, James abandoned swing-focused lessons and shifted her to thrust-centric methods.

Thrust-optimized rapier blades proved perfectly suited to Lia, so she heeded James’s guidance and pivoted to that battle style.

Though born from her teacher’s flawed methods, Lia embraced the change without complaint.

The heirloom blade ’Ambient Silver’ proved to be a slim sword better fitted for piercing strikes than for slashing blows, which led Lia—who enjoyed delving into monster anatomy—to concentrate ever more intensely on that pursuit.

Mastery of this particular fighting technique granted Lia substantial gains, yet it simultaneously allowed her to clearly recognize the limitations inherent in her approach to battle.

Her excessive reliance on striking at enemies’ vulnerabilities caused her to feel confined whenever foes possessed no exploitable flaws or when she remained ignorant of those flaws.

’I used to worry about it so much that I tried to remember characteristics of even extinct monster species... haha...’

’But now... I have realized that I was missing a crucial understanding in this aspect all along...’

With her gaze fixed on the destiny threads bound to Ivy’s figure, Lia’s face grew grave as she adopted her fighting posture.

’I understand it now...’