As the two horned girls, Corora and Cornelia, finished their devastating assault on the Asuras and floated back to Lyerin's side, their expressions calm and unbothered by the chaos they had just unleashed, Lyerin stood in the air with them, arms still crossed, but his mind racing.
The speed and precision of their attacks had caught him off guard.
These two, like the others in his tribe, had grown stronger than he had anticipated.
Lyerin's eyes shifted to Corora. "What were those attacks?" he asked, his tone steady but with a hint of curiosity.
Corora turned to face him, her eyes glowing faintly, and gave a small, almost casual shrug.
"Those?" she said, her voice soft but confident. "Those are just natural abilities."
Lyerin's brow furrowed deeply, his sharp gaze intensifying as he processed her response.
"Natural abilities?" he muttered, more to himself than to her.