Standing in front of Ayumu was none other than the Queen of Nostria herself, Sylviana. Her cultivation level was never mentioned before, and Lyon was never bothered to check either, yet despite coming from the lesser world, she could handle the black spear, Gungnir. The praised treasure of Luderia which Lyon gave to her as a gift.
The experts could tell if they were to see that their breathing was in a rhythm on each of their own. It was breathing that could only mean one thing, battle.
"I see, you are not the type that talks much huh."
Ayumu smiled as her eyes turned sharp and laser focus. She took one step back with her left foot before she entered her fighting stance. The ominous lightning that surrounded the lean figure of her enemy made her wary. Those black sparks were nothing but friendly and she could only imagine the pain if she ever got struck by it.
