The battle raged on. The battlefield boiled even hotter as the reinforcements led by Arnaud began targeting the Mercure clan's mortars and gunners, slowly tipping the balance between the two sides.
And amidst this chaos, two particular clashes stood out as decisive.
On one side, Sasha was facing the makeshift trio of Arnaud, Elizir, and Fidri.
On the other, Gracia and Lucy were struggling just to survive against Stone-Heart's relentless onslaught, their attacks useless against his stone armor.
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A whip cracked wildly in every direction while three men flailed about like birds trapped in a net.
"Move, you're in my way!"
"This is a duel, don't interfere!"
"Damn it, will you stop already?!"
The trio was sabotaging itself. Elizir, brimming with misplaced confidence and eager to prove himself; Arnaud, stubbornly bound by his knightly code; and poor Fidri, desperately trying to keep them alive the situation was slowly turning into farce.
