Leonel's spear didn't pause, shooting through Nigmir's chest without the slightest halt in momentum.
Nigmir looked down, stunned, unable to grasp what had just happened. Even though he could feel that Leonel had deftly avoided all of his most vital points, the pain that shot through him was not fake.
Wasn't this exactly what he had planned on doing to Leonel? How had he ended up on the other side of things? What was going on exactly?
Nigmir lost his strength, feeling as though standing in the air was impossible. But, even as he wanted to fall to the ground, he found himself stuck on the other end of Leonel's spear. His body bowed and swayed, following the movement of the flexible spear, but he never seemed to dip down far enough to slip off.
Leonel's gaze shifted downward, only to find a squadron of Valiant Hall members led by none other than Sael making their way forward.
