The world seemed to flicker.
Like the brightness from a fluctuating bulb on a lonely night, the light went on and off before a blinding explosion shook the space.
The two Veyan warriors teleported away from Varian and glanced at each other. Not a word was said but they saw the same emotion in each other's eyes.
They could feel it because of the nature of their work. This man…was different. He wasn't like those spoiled princes who only fought the selected opponents.
His battle style looked reckless at a first glance but it's actually honed through countless experiences. It'd be a grave mistake to underestimate his confidence as bravado.
"We'll take him down first," The older of the two said. "The Princess can wait."
With a simple nod, the Veyan disappeared.
His body blurred as he dashed through space, teleporting at an unimaginable rate and reaching Varian in an unpredictable trajectory.