Because of El Cid’s big mouth, they’d ended up working far harder than necessary. Leon stared down at the Holy Sword with an exhausted expression.0

Had Karen not pierced Rodlin’s defenses with her improvised technique, the fight might have dragged on for nearly an hour. The frame had been designed and built by a previous Grand Meister, and the enchantments a dragon had personally etched into it amplified each other to frightening levels.0

Even with Holy Barrier and sacred spells, Elahan had only managed to pin Rodlin momentarily. If the defensive array had stayed active, even Five Star Chariot might not have dealt a fatal blow.0

Its attack and defense were absurdly high, enough to compensate for its lack of agility and flexibility. It was a walking fortress, in the literal sense.0

Leon gave Rodlin’s damaged frame a sidelong glance. The cracks left by Five Star Chariot looked far from fatal. Unlike Irexana, he’d never seen the schematics and couldn’t guess the internal structure, so he couldn’t say with confidence whether a single strike could have truly disabled it. One thing that was certain was that its sturdiness easily rivaled,...0