Lucy's lance shimmered with a dangerous light, channeling her dark flux into its blade. "If you won't step aside, Linsley, I'll make you!"
Linsley didn't respond. He simply held his ground, his Real Fantasy shield shimmering faintly, its subtle flux aura adapting to the waves of power Lucy emitted.
He had no intention of truly fighting her—this was merely a tantrum, and he intended to let her vent it out.
Lucy didn't hesitate. With a single, graceful motion, she launched herself at Linsley, her lance aimed directly at his heart.
Dark energy swirled around her weapon, forming a vortex of concentrated destruction. The speed and precision of her strike were breathtaking, showcasing the full might of a Level 9.8 Overlord.
Linsley raised his shield in response, the translucent barrier flaring with flux as it absorbed the brunt of her attack.
