Gamun lunged past Oli's hammers, stealing a free blow on the young man. He was overjoyed to get an open attack but his hopes were immediately dashed as he failed to land a good blow.
Oli's essence armor was far sturdier than expected, only allowing the barbed knuckles to scratch Oli in the end. All that effort for a free attack with little to no results. Also, Gamun knew that he was next on the young man's hit list.
But as Oli dispersed one hammer to grab Gamun by the throat, he flinched backward and threw his other hammer.
Lakd had charged into the ring of bandits and vines, coming to Gamun's aid. His icy blades slashed crudely at Oli. It wasn't what Oli had expected but that was before Oli noticed something strangely familiar about those swords.
The ice on Lakd's blades was no longer solid but broken into sharp bits of blade. And those sharp bits of ice began to rotate around the sword, gaining more speed by the second.
"Where did you--"
