Aryan was assaulted by several experienced swordsmen, those who'd snuck under Arthur's false display of power. Once Aryan was distracted, Arthur quickly escaped the line of fire, allowing the others to attack.
A coordinated assault.
Jenny, Oliver, and a few others unleashed their most powerful attacks, causing Aryan to take a step back. But even that was dangerous, as Arthur was on the Ranker's heels, refusing to allow Aryan to take a break.
Aryan's longsword moved at terrifying speeds. He parried, dodged, blocked, slashed, and thrusted several times each second. His body was being worn down, as displayed by his erratic breathing.
"You…" Aryan muttered through unsteady breaths. "You're a fucking monster."
"You think I don't already know that?" Arthur inquired, raising an eyebrow as a testament to how oblivious Aryan was. "You know why that is? Do you want to know why that is? Only one person in this whole wide world is aware."
"I do."
