Transmigrating as an Extra, But the Heroine Has Regressed?!-Chapter 335: The fight replacement.

The soldier’s sword flashed toward Yumi’s neck—

Yumi twisted at the last second, the blade slicing through fur instead of flesh. Blood sprayed, but she didn’t slow down.

She bit down.

Her jaws snapped shut around the soldier’s armored arm.

CRUNCH.

The armor cracked.

The soldier’s eyes widened slightly.

She drove her knee upward, slamming it into Yumi’s jaw with devastating force.

Yumi was thrown back, skidding across the arena, but she rolled instantly and leapt again, blood dripping from her mouth, eyes blazing with fury.

Kael clenched his fists.

(...She’s matching her) he thought. "Head-on."

The two figures collided again in the center of the arena—beast against warrior—raw instinct clashing with ancient discipline.

Neither yielded.

Neither retreated.

The second armored soldier still stood motionless at the edge of the arena, silent and watching.

And Kael—

He forced himself to stand fully, blood dripping from his chin as he reached for his sword.

"...Just hold on, Yumi," he whispered.

"This fight isn’t over yet."

The clash did not slow.

It escalated.

Yumi landed on all fours, claws digging deep into the shattered stone, her chest heaving as hot breath poured from her fangs.

Blood dripped from the torn fur along her shoulder, splattering onto the cracked floor—but her eyes burned brighter, not dimmer.

Across from her, the armored soldier stood straight and calm.

Her sword was now fully raised.

The crimson glow around her blade deepened, sharpening into thin, precise lines that ran along the weapon’s edge like veins of molten light. The air around her vibrated faintly, as if reality itself was bracing.

Kael felt it from where he stood.

"...This pressure," he thought, teeth clenched. "She’s different."

Not a brute.

Not a berserker.

She was something else.

A Saber.

The realization struck him instinctively, carved into his bones by experience he didn’t fully remember but could feel.

A warrior who had refined slaughter into an art.

The soldier girl took one step forward.

Just one.

The sound echoed like a hammer striking a bell.

Yumi’s ears flattened, instincts screaming danger.

She moved first.

With a roar that shook the chamber, Yumi launched herself forward again, her body blurring as she crossed the distance in a heartbeat. Her claws came down in a wide arc, aimed to crush the Saber’s head entirely.

The Saber moved forward.

She stepped into the attack.

Her sword flashed once.

A single clean motion.

Kael barely saw it.

Yumi’s claws missed.

The Saber passed beneath the arc of the attack like flowing water, her blade carving upward—

SLASH.

Yumi screamed as blood sprayed into the air.

A deep gash opened across her torso, the force of the strike lifting her massive body off the ground and hurling her backward.

She crashed violently into the far wall, stone exploding outward as her body embedded itself halfway into it.

Kael’s heart dropped.

"YUMI!"

She slid down slowly, leaving a thick smear of blood on the stone. Her breathing was ragged, uneven—but her eyes were still sharp.

Still fighting.

The Saber did not pursue immediately.

She turned her blade slightly, flicking Yumi’s blood from its edge with an almost casual motion.

Then she spoke.

"Your form is powerful," she said. "But power without refinement is waste."

Yumi snarled, forcing herself back onto her feet despite the blood soaking her fur.

"...Shut up," she growled. "I’ll tear you apart."

The Saber tilted her head slightly.

"No," she replied. "You will be cut down."

She moved again.

This time, she vanished completely.

Kael’s pupils shrank.

(Too fast!)

"Behind—!"

Yumi spun instinctively—

But the Saber was already there.

Her sword struck three times in the space of a single breath.

One slash across Yumi’s back.

One thrust into her side.

One horizontal cut aimed at her neck.

Yumi twisted at the last instant, the final blow grazing instead of decapitating her—but the impact sent her tumbling violently across the arena, rolling end over end until she slammed into a broken pillar.

Blood pooled beneath her.

Kael stepped forward despite the pain screaming through his body.

"...Stop," he muttered, gripping his sword so tightly his knuckles turned white. "This isn’t a fight. It’s an execution."

The Saber’s crimson eyes flicked briefly toward him.

Only briefly.

Then back to Yumi.

"You are brave," the Saber said. "But bravery does not close the gap."

Yumi growled low in her throat.

Her body trembled.

Not from fear.

From strain.

The beast form was devouring her stamina rapidly, her wounds refusing to close under the Saber’s precise, mana-infused cuts.

But she forced herself upright again.

Her legs shook.

Her claws scraped weakly against the stone.

"...Kael," she said without turning. "...Don’t come closer."

Kael froze.

"...You can’t win this head-on," she continued, breathing hard. "She’s... too clean."

The Saber lifted her sword again.

Mana surged.

The crimson glow condensed, sharpening further, until the blade looked less like metal and more like a line carved into reality itself.

"This ends now," the Saber declared.

She raised her sword overhead.

The air screamed.

Kael felt the pressure slam into him like a wall, driving him to one knee.

(That stance...)

His eyes widened.

(She’s charging a high-tier Saber technique.)

Yumi felt it too.

Her instincts howled.

Death was coming.

She made a decision.

Yumi roared—louder than before—and slammed her claws into her own chest.

Mana erupted violently, far denser than before, spilling out in an uncontrolled surge.

Her veins glowed black-red beneath her fur as she forced everything she had left into one final movement.

She lunged.

Not to attack.

To close the distance.

The Saber’s eyes widened slightly.

"Foolish—"

Yumi crashed into her, wrapping her massive arms around the Saber’s armored body and locking her in place.

The Saber’s sword came down—

But the angle was wrong.

The blade tore through Yumi’s shoulder instead of her head, carving deep but missing anything vital.

Blood poured.

Yumi screamed—

But she did not let go.

Her jaws snapped shut around the Saber’s shoulder plate, crushing metal between her teeth.

CRACK.

The armor finally gave way.

The Saber hissed sharply as blood splattered from her own wound for the first time.

Kael stared in shock.

"...She hurt her."

The Saber twisted violently, driving her knee into Yumi’s abdomen again and again until Yumi was forced to release her grip and stagger backward.

Both of them stood bleeding now.

But the difference was clear.

The Saber’s breathing was steady.

Yumi’s was not.

The Saber straightened.

"...Impressive," she said quietly. "You forced me to bleed."

She raised her sword again.

"And for that—"

Her mana exploded outward.

The pressure doubled.

Tripled.

The red lines on her armor flared brightly, ancient symbols igniting as if awakened from long slumber.

Kael felt his vision blur.

Yumi’s legs buckled.

The Saber stepped forward slowly, each footstep echoing like a death knell.

"—I will end you properly."

She lifted her sword, preparing another devastating strike.

Kael forced himself up, blood dripping from his mouth as he took a step forward.

"No," he said hoarsely.

The Saber paused.

Her gaze snapped to him fully now.

Kael raised his sword.

Mana surged around him, dark and unstable, mixing violently with the demonic essence still burning inside his body.

"...This fight," he said, "isn’t over yet."

Behind him, Yumi struggled to stay standing, her eyes wide as she realized what he was about to do.

"...Kael—don’t—"

Saber studied him.

For the first time—

She smiled.

"A human who still stands," she said softly. "Very well."

Her sword angled toward Kael now.

"Show me."

"Oh no...," Kael whispered, his breath catching in his throat.

His eyes locked onto Yumi’s trembling form as she swayed on her feet, blood dripping steadily onto the shattered stone beneath her. "...She’s going to die."

The realization struck him harder than any blow the Saber had delivered.

Yumi’s knees buckled.

Her beast form flickered, mana collapsing in unstable waves as her wounds refused to close.

She tried to lift her claws again—but her arms shook violently, refusing to obey.

The Saber stepped forward.

Her sword rose.

A killing line.

Kael felt something inside him snap.

"NO."

Mana surged violently from his core.

"Astral Severance."

The words left his mouth like a command etched into existence itself.

The space between Kael and Yumi split.

There was no sound.

No flash.

Just a thin, pale line tearing through reality like a blade cutting silk.

In the next instant—

Yumi was gone.

Pulled violently backward through fractured space, her massive body yanked out of the killing zone and thrown safely behind Kael.

She crashed against the far wall, but the force was controlled—gentle compared to what awaited her moments ago.

Kael stood in her place.

Between the Saber and death.

His boots slid across the cracked stone as the backlash from Astral Severance ripped through his body. Blood burst from the corner of his mouth, his vision dimming briefly—but he did not fall.

He straightened.

His sword trembled in his grip, humming with residual astral energy that warped the air around its edge.

The Saber froze.

Her killing strike halted inches from Kael’s face.

For the first time since awakening—

She looked surprised.