"Another!" a hand raised with a sword but before it could land on its opponent, another word blocked it. The man stumbled. Gritting his teeth, he attacked Lenhart again. But the result was the same. Before the sword could touch Lenhart, it was blocked with enough force that the sword trembled. If not for the tight grip, it would have fallen on the ground already.
But the impact was harsher than one could fathom. The man groaned.
"Stronger!" Lenhart shouted before the man could succumb to pain. The man gritted his teeth. His eyes narrowed and filled with killing intent as he tried to attack again. But this time, before he could move, a dagger was already on his neck. The cold touch on his skin made his eyes widened and he took a step back.
