''I don't expect your summon to do that, but having a strong summon alone won't be enough to survive in this harsh world.''
Despite saying that, deep down, she couldn't hide a flicker of jealousy toward Alaric. Feeling that discomfort twisting inside, she drew her sword from its sheath and lunged at him, wanting to defeat him before her summon was crushed by Khaled.
Alaric kept his focus and lifted his sword, bracing himself against Phyllis's assaults.
Even though Phyllis was a woman, she had a muscular build, and most of her strikes carried the style of a hulk-like fighter—slow but firm and deadly. Every slash of hers held enough strength to chop an opponent in half.
