The other five exchanged uncertain looks at Lucius' provoking gesture, unsure of what to do next.
"Together?" they frowned, feeling as though they were being looked down upon.
"Get on with it; don't waste my time," Lucius said slowly, further fueling their anger. Unable to contain himself, one of them stepped forward.
"I think you're overestimating yourself. While you are strong, we are not weak." Christopher took a step forward and drew his sword.
Lucius shook his head and didn't even use his skill. "I suppose the only way you'll grasp the gap is if I knock some sense into you," he said.
Christopher, growing increasingly irritated, was the first to attack, rushing toward him.
"Eat my sword [Blade Fury]!" he yelled, his face turning red as he launched a lightning-quick slash toward Lucius' head.
