"Lord Darkmore, please don't kill me."
Aries' grip around her lance trembled before Isaiah. Even from this distance, she could feel his superior aura fitting for a war general like him. Although she had already taken part in a war in the past, she couldn't stop her body from trembling.
Isaiah was akin to a war god, and she felt like an ant before him. Just how was she supposed to block an attack from him?!
"I…" He trailed off and when Aries blinked, her eyes dilated when he suddenly appeared below her with his sword going up from her side. "... won't."
CLANG!
Aries's brain went blank for a second as the defeating clang of two metals colliding rang in her ear. It created a strong gust of wind, blowing past her hair.
"I knew you would do that." Aries snapped her blank eyes, raising them at Dexter, who appeared on her side to block Isaiah's blade with a knife that had the same size as the palm of his hand.
