Capítulo 39: Lyra, Cane

"Such strength, here at that…"

Sitting at the top of a tall illegal might club, a young lady stared in amazement at the two figures locked in combat on the ground below. "Although their techniques are below mortal engines, each one of their moves are truly devastating, these are likely famous gang leaders."

"Even in the up skirt of Neon city, they would be considered on par with some of the famous Merc there!"

The drunkenness had entirely disappeared from Lyra, who was staring intently at the two men below. Her violet eyes flashed with slight amusement and surprise.

"Cane, before were admitted to the League, do you think you were a match for these two?"

The night cloud drifted at that moment, casting a silvery glow at a man standing beside the young lady, not at all interested in their battle.