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Leven danced through a dazzling flurry of swordplay, aiming once more for Beltia’s blind spot.
Delphiad Swordsmanship: Flame King’s Dance!
From the left, Desteran’s silver chain blade writhed like a living serpent and struck out.
Desteran-Style Chain Blade: Chain of Mist!
Charging head-on was Varos, bringing down a devastating strike.
Reversal Blade: Ravaging Mad Hound!
Beltia calmly met their onslaught. Golden, radiant swordlight erupted like a storm, unleashing dozens of explosions. She couldn’t help but let out a breath of admiration while shielding herself amid the chaos. They are truly formidable.
Desteran’s skills came as no surprise, since he was already known to her. But she was genuinely astonished by the others. Varos and Leven had reached heights that were nothing short of prodigious, even impossible at their age.
So there are two future martial king candidates standing before me, she thought.
Of course, that was mere admiration. It wasn’t as though she felt threatened. With a short breath, Beltia effortlessly parried every attack.
Then, the motion of defense transitioned fluidly into offense. In a flawless unity of attack and defense,...
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