Not far from where the duel raged, Lyan's Valkyries fought their own battles. Alice, her blade slicing through the enemy with deadly precision, glanced toward Lyan and Lucan's fight. Her eyes gleamed with admiration as she watched Lyan handle the young warrior so effortlessly.
"He's toying with him," Alice muttered under her breath, her sword flashing as she cut down another soldier.
Surena, her daggers dripping with blood, nodded in agreement. "Look at the way he moves. It's like he's barely even trying."
Emilia, standing a few paces away, her greatsword cleaving through a group of enemies, let out a low chuckle. "Lyan's always like that. Makes everything look easy."
Josephine, who had been blasting away enemies with her magic, paused for a moment to watch. Her eyes narrowed as she took in the scene before her. "Lucan… he's supposed to be one of the strongest warriors in Hektor's army, isn't he?"
