The room was dim and cramped.
Choosing this location was a well-considered decision.
Whether it was the assassin or the mage,
the confined space greatly limited their abilities.
On the contrary, it was more advantageous for class warrior heroes.
With a loud shout, two warrior heroes took a step and stationed themselves in front of Morse.
With a longsword and a broadsword in hand, they swung horizontally at the waist, one left one right, one up one down.
Kill the heroes first.
The swords whistled through the air as Morse leaped up, gliding through the air.
His purple figure was like an agile big cat.
His movements were light and fluid, yet filled with explosive power.
He weaved through the gaps between the blades, and his dual serrated short swords thrust forward in an instant.
Clang! A crisp sound echoed.
The Sword of Chivalry dodged the attack by tilting his head, but the 'Valiant Guard' with the sword was a bit slower.
