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A Master-level spearman, huh.
Leon’s golden eyes widened as he studied Dayton. The aura that the veteran knight exuded was that of an iron wall: a domain of control and a flawless defense with no gaps that sealed off every approach. In war, as in martial arts, defense often has the advantage. However, Dayton’s defense wasn’t the usual “stay one move ahead of your opponent.” It was absolute.
A spear already had greater reach than a sword, making the first strike difficult. Dayton’s art magnified that strength; his defense was so powerful that he could attack with its extension.
Not striking first was the logical choice for Leon, yet Dayton was not backing down at all. Having already measured Leon and Karen’s ability, the knight made it clear that his goal was not victory, but to buy time.
I guess I have no choice but to make the first move.
Karen’s tricks would mean nothing against a Master in a perfect stance. The initiative had to be Leon’s.
Sword and spear. The debate over superiority was still unsettled. However, there was one thing swordsmen and spearmen alike reluctantly agreed upon.
El-Cid explained the truth in a calm voice.
—If it’s bare weapons without Aura, the spearman holds at least a two-move advantage. Unless, of course, the swordsman has a shield.
At that, Leon smiled faintly....
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