It was a simplistic counter strategy towards her poisonous gasses. The knight had pulled two gas masks out of the pouch he carried, to reverse the effect of the poison, and held it in his hands. The masks were items at levels that would close our mouth and nose area, but it seemed unclear how durable it was.

Just then knight quickly handed me one and said,

"Quickly put one. We don't have time to spare to her."

It was somewhat a quick event that occurred, but I did as he said and got my one. And after inhaling just once, the slight effect that the gas caused my brain, vanished away. I was coughing heavily and my head was spinning, while my eyesight was getting blurry before I got the mask. But now this helped me a lot and I was standing much more still than before.

And when I looked at the knight, I saw that he had already put his mask on his face. He had a slightly pointed jaw structure and an ellipse-shaped face, to mask to fit perfectly on his face. I thought the gas couldn't affect us anymore.

However, at that time, still more, the knight, who was looking with angry eyes even from under the mask, took his sword in his hand.

"Masks can't stand this gas much longer. That's why I bought two, in order to have a backup plan, but now that I've got one of the masks for you, we'll have to hurry as much as possible."

"How much time do we have?" I asked trying to hold my focus on one point.

"Masks are durable, but for a certain period of time. Probably twenty minutes. After that, the masks will lose their function."

"And the reason for this is something else?"

"We are in a confined space and the minerals of the gas it uses are quite dangerous. It will be difficult to find a point where we will stop for now."

"But her mask can-"

"Her mask is made for this gas. It's perfectly normal that she won't be affected, and she can withstand it for a while longer. That's why we have to hurry up and find a way to beat her. Otherwise, it will be inconceivable for us to get out of here."

As we were talking, among the poisonous gas, she also leaned forward and said something in a silent way.

"It's going to be a pretty interesting clash. Cause no matter how many masks you wear, there is no solution to my poison."

After her measured words, I saw her eyes. The eyes of the elite soldier, through the smoke.

Her eyes were shining, with green, emerald-colored eyes. Just like jewelry it glowed, this brightness signified not discontent, but something more than the front, aggression, and disaster. She was looking at us in a cruel and full of ego. And when I looked more into those eyes, I felt her aggression and took my bamboo stick in my hand swiftly.

I kept looking at the spot where she was, non-stop, to avoid losing her. But she disappeared into the fumes and disappeared from my sight again. It was also quite difficult to predict the time when she would attack. The gases were quite suppressing the surrounding sounds, they seemed to hide her steps, separated from her silence.

And while I was looking around, the knight once again shouted at me,

"Watch out! She is behind you!"

Without dropping my stick at all, turning it over on my back, I held it in front of me and thus stopped two pointed dagger-like weapons that were almost stuck towards me. As soon as they collided with my stick, their weapons attracted my attention, except for her eyes that clung to my face with bloodthirst. She was using "Sais" with a well-sharpened tip. It was a weapon with two short points on both right and left, and one long point on the middle. It was a close combat weapon designed for its purpose. So on, she could stab if I got a little closer in close combat.

So It would be ridiculous to stay close to her, especially in an area where she had created an invisible advantage for herself. Besides, if the knight hadn't warned me, I'd have already had a couple of blows lying beneath my chest bones.

Just like a panther, this elite soldier was a woman who, with his strength and ruthlessness, put invincible pressure on a person.

She was brutal and sharp.

So with my stick, I was pushing her Sailer's midsection, preventing her from getting those stuck in me. I had to use a lot of the strength in my legs to make it more difficult for her to stay up. I had to make her balance fall just like mine.

But mine was falling faster.

Because the mask on my face was straining my breathing, I was fighting with taking heavy blows and inhaling big time, and with my breathing heavier, keeping my eyesight on her was such a hassle. And the gas in the environment, even if it was a little, caused numbness in my skin. It's like my veins were vibrating in little. It made us quite immobile.

"I grew up with poison. This is my soul, my thoughts, my blood. I can't feel any of the damage it causes, nor fear or die with it. Because I, am, Poison."

She said all of those, with a smirky grin. Through the mask, I literally felt it. And unlike my opponent, who mastered it to be in various atmospheres, it wasn't easy enough.

Pulling down my stick, I pulled her arms down along with her weapons. Her hands were in an unmovable situation, and that's how I tried to kick her in the stomach. But she blocked the kick and pulled one of her guns back. She then quickly swung it at me horizontally, and it was very fast, I couldn't stop it at time. It was a blow that went right through my nose and almost cut me.

It was only a matter of time before I got it.

But a sword blow saved me.

With his sword, the knight, prevented the elite soldier. He had stopped her blow just in time, and hit her weapon with another. After that, the elite soldier realized that she could not attack that shortly and retreated by jumping backward. She had walked away from us and got back into the smoke.

But the knight did not want this to happen again, so he swung his sword strongly to the gas.

"Now I can find you!"

The sword blow split the coming gases in half from the middle, albeit in a short time.

Thanks to this, now we could find the elite soldier.