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However, even taking this much risk, I couldn't see a future where we could deplete Helmuth's health. He's more than a strong enemy; he's a crappy boss.

"Liora, we'll use it. Your MP will be temporarily depleted. Can you endure it?"

"Y-yes, God!"

"Very well. Skill activation—[Reduce Enemy Resistance] applied."

The skill [Reduce Enemy Resistance] lowers the target's resistance to status ailments. If that were all, it would be a cheat skill, but in proport ...

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