The Sengolio Knight grinned as he adjusted his stance, greatsword resting loosely in his hands. His voice was deep and mocking.
"Heh… a spear user against me? You've chosen the wrong opponent, boy."
Lumberling's grip on his spear tightened, his eyes steady. The man's aura roared like a storm, pressing down with suffocating weight. Yet instead of shrinking, Lumberling felt something else, his blood boiled.
The Knight lunged first, his greatsword swinging in a blur of steel. Lumberling met him head-on, spear clashing against blade. The impact cracked the earth beneath their feet, shockwaves rippling outward.
Kaelvar's smirk widened. "Not bad… but let's see how long you last."
He twisted his blade and spun, his body flowing into a technique that turned his greatsword into a storm of flashing steel.
'Steel Tempest!'
