The fight continued, the sheer force of their clash making the surrounding air feel heavy and oppressive. Walls cracked and crumbled under the shockwaves of their attacks, debris scattering across the hall.
Angrar smirked, glancing at the two of them with a mocking glint in his eyes. "I thought being vice leader would make you strong… but looks like I was wrong, huh?"
He glanced at Karue while effortlessly deflecting her swing, his stance relaxed as he parried and blocked their combined attacks.
"And you, Karue? I wonder how you became the leader among all thirteen summoned heroes under your Goddess Maekaria. If this is leader-level strength, then even your other members must be complete weaklings."
The other party members under Karue erupted in rage. All eleven of them unsheathed their weapons and charged toward Angrar in a coordinated surge.
