บท 97: Trust

A surprised look plastered on her face when Arthur pulled off a move that she took years trying to achieve. She jumped back as an intense swirl of air burst forth from Arthur, parring away her sword and spell.

He surrounded himself In a protective twister and was hidden from the view within the tornado of wind, allowing her to prepare for her next attack. 

Arthur released the spell, sweating and panting after drawing so much from his reserves in a single spell. He hadn't been minding that until now, the fire spells from earlier already needed a lot of mana.

"You're very good. I've never met someone as talented as you," she proudly smiled with her lips and turned her sword into a rapier to make it compatible with her next spell. It glowed an even brighter green.

"Pierce!" she roared as her rapier disappeared in a blur of countless thrusts.

Was she trying to kill him?