Cornelius watched this skirmish with an odd flicker in his eyes.
'Already…?'
Maybe only he knew what exactly he meant by this. Or, more accurately, those who understood the difficulty of fighting on a Void Battlefield would all come to a very quick comprehension of exactly what he was baffled by.
…
Leonel's spear techniques flowed with a sort of smoothness it had never had before. This was the first time he had seriously used his spear since his battle with Myghell, and he could almost feel his every action singing, as though every slight movement carried with it a breath of fresh air and a purpose filled with life and vitality.
His four meter long spear left afterimages in the air, melding with the surrounding fog as though there was no separation between them at all.
