Among the five, Bogod was the sole one to venture forth without a companion. It wasn't merely his unmatched strength that set him apart, but the very nature of his powers.
He required no ally to complement his abilities, for he was a master of many arts, his talents interwoven in such a manner that they minimized his weaknesses, standing in stark contrast to the others.
Lerna's hand, gripping the sharp axe, froze midair as Vano's words pierced the silence. They were like an arrow that seized her full attention in an instant. Shifting her gaze from her toenails, she looked directly at Vano.
Lerna's eyes remained locked on Vano for a moment, her expression a blend of concern and confidence. Words failed her, and she could only maintain her silent, steady gaze.
