Tink…
The coin was flicked hard and almost hit the ceiling. It gave Lyle enough time to retrieve both of his swords while locking his gaze on the drake in front of him.
Oli simply stood there, remaining as calm as he could be. From instincts alone, Oli could tell that despite being only an elder, Lyle had killed dozens of people in his life. And considering all the stories Oli had heard from Pauller in the past regarding his glorious but bedridden father, Oli prepared to get pushed to his limits.
… Clink, clink.
Chting, chting!
Lyle rushed Oli without hesitation. And Oli did the same, closing the gap between them as quickly as possible in order to grab Lyle's swords with his claws.
With his gaze unperturbed, Lyle commented, "You're calm under pressure. That's good to know."
Suddenly, one of the swords coated itself in ice, activating the Revolving Frost art. This forced Oli to let go of the blade, giving Lyle a chance to retract and swing his second sword in response.
