(CLANG! ZING! CLANG! CHI-CHI-CHI-CHI! HUM!)

The roar of battle resonated on the road, a clash between discipline and depravity.

(CHING! CHI-CHI-CHI-CHI! KLIING! CLANG-CLANG! ZIIIING! CLACK! KLIING!)

The murderous fury of Olivia (Vargas), leader of the newly baptized White Lily Princess Bandits, met Shija's unwavering temper.

(CLANG! CHI-CHI-CHI! ZING!)

Their sword duel had created an explosive stalemate, a bubble of boiling steel that consumed the attention of both warriors.

(CLAUNG!!)

But in the midst of that clash...

(PLUM!!)

"UGH!!"

(THUD!!)

"OOF!!"

(CRASH!!)

"GRAAAH!"

... The crashing sound of mercenaries falling was now more audible than the clash of the main swords.

The men, incapable of confronting the combination of erotic beauty and the brute force of the attackers, were being systematically neutralized by Fortea (Gordon) and the others.

(RUMBLE!!)

And far from that epicenter of sparks and fury, while the caravan's defense was crumbling.

"HAAHH... HAAHH...!!"

With the swordsman Shija trapped and engrossed in his battle, only one pillar of resistance remained capable of facing the bandit assault: Boudica, the Fist Warrior.

(BOOM!!)

If she fell, the defensive formation would completely shatter.

"GNNH!!"

Boudica moved among the weakening mercenary line, her bikini armor barely containing the brutal energy emanating from her body.

"Get over here, cowards!"

She was a whirlwind of fists and kicks, a demolition machine that utilized brute force and the natural motor capacity of the body she possessed to compensate for the lack of technique.

"Don't hide behind those dresses!"

(PUMF!!)

"HÑNGG!!"

Thanks to that, she had just knocked out another of Vargas's subordinates with a hook to the stomach.

"Careful, bitch!"

But her moment of respite was sharply cut short.

"Here's your 'nobility'!"

When the sharp, lascivious shout came from Karlen (Demonio); the black-haired Knight Princess launched herself at Boudica with her sword raised.

"What?!"

The bandit inside Karlen's body, Demon, used Karlen's muscular strength and skill to execute a direct and powerful assault, aiming to overwhelm Boudica.

(CLANG!)

However, Boudica blocked the blow, not with a sword, but with her leather-wrapped forearm, intercepting the strike before it could sink in.

"Ugh! Damn it!"

The impact was dry and painful, but she managed to deflect the trajectory, feeling the vibration of the impact travel up her arm.

"I don't have time for this!"

But without time to complain, Boudica raised her guard...

(SHIING! SHIING! CHAK!)

... Because Karlen (Demonio) was not alone.

"It's two against one, beautiful!"

Elizia (Rex), with her gleaming silver pigtails and voluptuous figure, slid across the flank like a ghost. Using the incredible speed and agility of the princess's body, Rex did not seek a frontal clash. Her attack was a series of quick, superficial thrusts, designed to distract, bleed, and, above all, nullify Boudica's footwork.

"Damn cheats!"

So, left with no other choice, Boudica was forced to jump backward, spinning around to prevent the thrusts from cutting her leg tendons.

"Hahaha! Cheats? We're bandits, you idiot!"

Seeing that opportunity, Karlen (Demonio) took advantage of Boudica's retreat to launch a wide cut, forcing her to defend herself again.

(BAM!)

Because of that, Boudica was forced to strike the blade with a wrapped fist, deflecting it with brute force, but the constant harassment kept her on the defensive.

"How fun it is to watch you squirm, slut!"

Karlen (Demonio) represented the shock force, the hammer seeking to crush her directly.

"Your breasts move with every blow! You're making me hard!"

Elizia (Rex), on the other hand, was the speedy scalpel, the constant obstacle that prevented the Fist Warrior from generating the power of her movements or taking an offensive stance.

"How did my life come to this?!"

Boudica, with her stance anchored, was forced to constantly twist her body, defending against Karlen's frontal sword and dodging Elizia's lightning-fast attacks, wondering how her life had ended up this way.

(What the hell should I do?!)

The pressure was immense. Boudica was trapped in a dilemma: if she focused on Karlen to break the block, Elizia would cut her from the side; if she tried to catch Elizia's shadow, Karlen would decapitate her.

(And why am I thinking all this with such calmness?!)

Her body, already aching from Melioris's recent punishment, was being pushed to the limit. Sweat beaded her forehead, mixing with the dirt of the road, while the two Princess Bandits danced around her, one of strength, the other of speed, both with a vile and playful intention that closed in ever further.

"Gnh...!"

Boudica growled, the dull pain in her forearm resonating from the impact of Karlen (Demonio)'s sword. Her fists, powerful but slow against the combined speed of her two attackers, rose and fell defensively.

"It's useless, bitch! Give up! We'll break you!"

Given their favorable situation, Elizia (Rex) scoffed; her thrusts were now more confident, desperately seeking an opening.

(Damn it!!)

Desperation flooded her. She was cornered.

(I can't fall here!)

The memory of that same feeling—that of inevitability—hit her with the force of a phantom fist, momentarily blurring the battlefield.

(I don't want to die!)

The voice in her mind was not that of the warrior, but that of the pathetic coward he once was. A nobody, a low-level bandit who had joined a band of "refugees" who, according to the rumors he had heard, had crossed the sea fleeing the supposed resurgence of the Demon God in his native kingdom.

That was why he was aware of how weak and dispensable he truly was.

For his old self, the criminal life was a mere act of survival for someone without talent or courage. That was why, when true terror appeared, he did not hesitate.

(That's right...)

The cowardly bandit didn't think twice.

(It was in that moment!)

It was the moment he betrayed his group companions, launching himself to steal a magical jewel from the hideout and taking flight, trying to escape while the warrior massacred the rest.

(The day I...!!)

His attempt, of course, was futile.

(Because of my decision!!)

The real Boudica cornered him in a dead end.

(I was reborn...!!)

But when the bandit raised his hands in a pathetic plea and the warrior raised her weapon to deliver the killing blow...

(it seemed like the end)

... That was when a miracle occurred.

(But I survived!!)

The magical jewel he had stolen activated miraculously in that instant of pure terror, and enveloping both in a blinding light. As it dissipated, the bandit found himself standing over his old body, now lifeless and with the expression of terror petrified on its face.

(And I got everything!)

He, the coward, had swapped bodies with the powerful warrior Boudica. He had appropriated her body, gaining a new life.

(... Or so I thought)

However, that miracle came at a cost: the bandit did not obtain the original Boudica's memories. Despite having the physical capacity, the brute power, and the firm muscles, he did not possess the subtlety, the knowledge of techniques, or the innate training to make good use of them.

It was like piloting a weapon of war without knowing how to use the controls.

(That's why they enslaved me!)

That lack of subtlety and knowledge led to him being easily enslaved and dominated.

(But I still survived!!)

And ironically, the very leader of his bandit group, realizing that the warrior was acting "strange" and uncontrolled, took her as his personal slave.

(It doesn't matter what I have to do!)

It was a life of constant humiliation, until he finally fell into the hands of "the monster" inside the caravan (Mireya/Melioris), a new master who had taken torture and slavery to a completely new level, where his sanity was constantly threatened to the breaking point.

"Wake up, slut!"

And it was then, in that moment, that Karlen (Demonio)'s shout violently yanked him out of the memory.

"It's time to die!"

Thanks to that, and seeing the sword slowly approach with his perception of time slowed down due to adrenaline.

(No! I'm not going to die! Not after coming this far!)

And driven by the frustration and fear of the original bandit he once was...

"I won't die!!"

... all those emotions coalesced into a roar of rage.

"RRRRAAAAGGHH!!"

Boudica then bellowed, and in that roar there was no trace of intelligence, but only the raw rage of survival.

"Impossible?!"

Thus, propelled by everything he had been and everything he refused to be again, Boudica suddenly abandoned all pretense of defense.

"GRRRRAH!!"

Her firm stance crumbled for an instant, and the bandit controlling her lunged forward with an irrational and suicidal movement that took her opponents completely by surprise.

"She's an idiot!"

Karlen (Demonio), who had been prepared for a block, saw the opening and reacted instinctively, sliding her sword.

(CHAK!)

In that manner, the steel met Boudica's face.

"!!"

But while a scarlet line immediately appeared, tracing a deep and painful cut from her temple to her cheek, with hot blood gushing out, blinding her momentarily.

(THWACK!!)

Boudica continued lunging forward, the pain fueling the coward's desperation, turning it into a focused fury.

"Hhh-K!!"

Thus impacting at the same moment her face received the cut, a left hook with the pure, uncontrolled force of her body, unleashing all her accumulated energy into Karlen (Demonio)'s face.

(AUUUUUM!!!!)

In that manner, the air around her compressed and exploded, leaving Karlen (Demonio) unable to react.

"A-ahn...!"

The blow impacted her with the force of a cannon.

(CRASH-CLANG!!)

Sending the bandit princess launched through the air like a ragdoll, spinning uncontrollably until she crashed against a caravan carriage with a crash of splintered wood and metal.

"?!"

Seeing the scene, Elizia (Rex), who was preparing to flank Boudica, froze at the explosion of violence.

"RRRRAAAAGGHH!!"

But before she could understand how her companion Karlen (Demonio) was turned into a human projectile and, before she could register the shock, a bloody and trembling figure lunged at her.

"Die! Die!"

Boudica was now pure instinct, a cornered beast that had chosen to kill rather than fall. With blood flowing from her face and her eyes burning with a determined madness, she completely ignored Elizia (Rex)'s blade and lunged at her.

In that moment, the situation had completely changed, for the difference between a predator in its environment and a cornered animal was the same as that existing between hunting and survival.

A predator calculates risk, preserves its energy, and seeks efficiency.

(KABOOM!!)

On the other hand, a cornered animal, by contrast, faces the inevitability of death.

(BOOM-SHATTER!!)

Because of that, in nature, a cornered animal is the most dangerous opponent of all.

(WHUMP-THRUM!!)

Since it abandons all reason and all defensive strategy, converting fear and desperation into an irrational force and a kamikaze impulse.

"Damn lunatic!!"

Its movements no longer seek victory, but the destruction of the predator at any cost, even if that means its own annihilation in the process.

"What kind of strength?!"

This state of frenzy allows it to exploit its physical capacity to limits that the rational mind would never permit, transforming the coward into a blind warrior, guided solely by the primal instinct of survival residing deep within the dormant instincts of its body.

(DOOOM!!)

Boudica was no longer the Fist Warrior; she was a cornered beast in a body that refused to die.

"Move, move!"

Elizia (Rex)'s face, pale with fear, could barely register the incoming attacks, forcing Rex to use the princess's speed merely to survive while Boudica transformed into a cyclone of demolishing blows.

"I can't defend this!"

Rex shrieked, Princess Elizia's elegance reduced to clumsy evasive movements.

(BOOM-TINK!!)

Every blow she managed to deflect or block caused her bones to tremble.

"GRRRRAH!!"

But Boudica did not stop. The blood from the cut on her face inflicted by Karlen (Demonio) and the successive cuts made by Elizia (Rex) flowed over her body.

However, despite that, she held firm, gaining strength at an accelerating pace.

"What is happening?!"

In that moment, what the bandit controlling Boudica's body did not obtain with the jewel were the conscious memories; however, in a state of absolute frenzy, the mechanisms recorded in the muscles and nervous system that do not depend on memory, but on instinct and reflex, finally awakened.

(KRAKK-SHOOOOM!!!)

It was an extremely strange phenomenon where the combat reflexes and impulses of the original Boudica began to awaken, guided by the simple and brutal survival instinct of the bandit.

"Gyaaaaaah!!"

And with a roar that resonated louder than the surrounding battle, Boudica dropped all reason. Her feet suddenly anchored, and a visible, dense, and earth-brown aura (Ki) began to emanate from her wrapped fists, unleashing a blow...

(RUMBLE-CRASH-SHATTER!!)

... That shattered a mountain.

"H-hiiiik..."

That was the return of the adventurer who was once known as the "Mountain Breaker," who was said to be able to shatter mountains with her fists.