Lyra appeared at that exact moment, not allowing them the chance to breathe.
A Blade Dancer interrupted her attack, lunging at her and swinging his light sword in a wide arc.
She dodged, barely avoiding the strike, and retaliated with an upward slash, cutting through the soldier's force shield.
He staggered back, but another soldier, her previous target, came at her from the side, his punch directed at her face, forcing her to block with her gauntlets.
Clang!
The sound of metal hitting metal resounded, and the impact jarred her,
Lyra's blade gauntlets trembled, but she held firm, twisting her body to deliver a counterattack that cut off his right arm.
"AHHHHHHHH!"
As he screamed in pain, his comrade chanted an ability under his breath and swung his sword, which began to blur, as did his body.
