At this point, Lyrian noticed that Silvus was right next to him, already in a fight with the second old bag. He hadn't noticed him, but the two attacked the old bags at the exact same time.
Lyrian didn't pay too much attention to him, instead, focusing on the old bag in front of him. Silvus too, did not glance over at Lyrian. As he began exchanging sword slashes with the old bag, he could tell that its ability and experience were most likely greater than the young bags', but when it came to strength, it was obviously bluffing.
From his estimation, the creature was not much higher than the 60s or 70s when it came to overall stats. This... wasn't a challenge. No matter how talented, or experienced a creature was, sheer strength seemed to win out most of the time.
That was the main lesson that Lyrain learned throughout his 100-floor climb. When all else failed, an onslaught of pure magical force was the thing that helped him succeed and ascend the floors.