Just then, a soldier tossed a spear to Levi. The man caught the spear mid-air and spun it so fast that it left afterimages and stirred a mini whirlwind!
Swoosh!
In an instant, Asher saw the spear's tip hovering right before his nose.
"Let me see your skills, white hair," Levi growled.
Asher reached out for Euodias, but Moses stepped forward, stopping him with a firm hand.
"Let me fight him. This man isn't worthy of crossing weapons with you."
Asher smiled faintly. "He is."
Shing!
When Euodias was unsheathed, the crowd's eyes narrowed.
"What a fancy blade." Levi scoffed and twirled his spear before assuming a battle stance, his eyes locked on Asher like a bear eyeing a wolf.
But Asher didn't move. He simply stood in the same spot without assuming any battle stance, the tip of his sword resting lightly on the ground as he gazed at Levi without the slightest emotion.
