A clash of blades brought two sword wielders to a halt, however, the one in snow-white armor was driven back.
"Hah!—Not bad!" Hanma complimented, catching her balance.
The foe she found herself against wore a complete set of exuberant, cobalt armor, engraved with designs like that of a historic mural—dragons, blades, and scenic settings.
"You're not too bad yourself," the man behind the angel-winged helm responded with a dry, deep voice.
[Argus] [Level: 100] [Class: Dragonslayer] [Affiliation: The Argonauts]
A signature, colossal greatsword was held in the max-level player's grip. It was as large as his own body, forged of scaled, black steel, unmistakably made out of draconic material.
Hanma recognized the unique class wielded by the man of high-end gear, though it was not often seen.
