Ryn saw it clearer than the rest.
Arthur wasn't just using wind.
He had layered it.
His mana skin was already reinforcing his body, but now the wind was woven into it. That meant every movement carried that extra push, every step sharper, every strike faster.
And more than that...
The wind itself was cutting.
Not just assisting.
He turned it into a weapon.
Ryn's grip on his sword tightened slightly.
And he's doing it this smoothly…
Another wolf lunged at him.
Ryn moved without hesitation.
Slash!
His blade cut deep across its neck.
This time, cleaner than before.
Faster.
The wolf dropped instantly.
Ryn didn't pause.
He stepped into the next movement and cut another one down.
A grin spread across his face.
"…So that's how you want to play it."
Arthur wasn't the only one pushing forward.
Behind him, Torren slammed his shield into a charging wolf.
Bang!
The impact threw it off balance and he followed up with a heavy swing.
"Stay down!"
Crack!
