Gelter first attempted to simply jump back out, not wanting to waste any time away from Antieeld during such an emergency, but he had no choice but to defend himself as the knight garbed in ancient armour swung his weapon at him, a halberd with a blank banner decorating it.
'Damnit!' The bodyguard was pushed back, clearly, he could not simply weasel his way out of this confrontation, and unfortunately, the enemy in question was not weak either.
Clutching his longsword, he lunged forward, the speed of his attack far surpassing that of what he had shown before, his blade cutting through the air with abnormal swiftness, before crashing into a wall, obliterating with disconcerting ease.
The enemy knight dodged, feinted a sweep at his legs before stepping back some more, striking the end of his halberd onto the ground, an odd white smoke shrouding the weapon, rippling across the ground, emerging from the ripples were misty figures, appearing like mere footsoldiers.