She lunged forward, using only her physical strength to dash at an inhuman speed. Magic or no magic, she was still a dragon.
Approaching Lance, she launched her dagger at him and jumped off the ground. And as expected, he stopped the silver dagger with his hand and tossed it away like it was nothing.
Eris suddenly closed in on him with a flying kick, striking the right side of his head as he was still distracted by the dagger. He was pushed back by the strength of her kick, and a small red line of blood appeared under his nostrils.
Her physical strength was something to worry about. But how long could she keep up with the forced movements?
She landed and charged, swinging the dagger in her right hand, aiming to make a deep cut through his arm. She was aware of how fast lightning magic users were—so she wasn't going to waste a minute. She needed to react fast enough before his mind caught on.
