"That one is strong," quietly remarked, Ahvap Shak.
"He knows how to wield his ability," Pestara Ea, in the same line as Ahvap.
Elrick's swift and precise method of severing his enemy's head was a sight to behold. It was a skill emblematic of true warriors who have traversed the most arduous paths, stained with the blood of conflict.
Maximizing efficiency by minimizing movement and employing just the right amount of force was the hallmark of true warriors. While it could prove to be a double-edged sword at times, it remained the hallmark of a formidable combatant.
"Will you not lend your aid, Sir Henrick?"
"As you are aware, Madam Serra, should I offer my assistance, it would hardly constitute authentic war training."
"I see."
He earned a nod of agreement from the clan leaders. However, the words that emanated were entirely divergent.
"If one of my own were about to be killed, I wouldn't just stand there."
""Agreed.""
