The Hidden Strike

"Good," Temujin Lei replied, refocusing his attention on the battlefield, though his brow remained creased with concern.

"Can Jiheon Yang withstand this attack? It looks like they're aiming to push Amalia into using the eighth strike," Renshu Cahng asked, catching himself as he quickly corrected her wording, having noticed Kenny Lin's glare.

"That depends," Jirandal Tang replied, "on whether he has any hidden cards to play. If he can withstand this strike and Amalia just happens to know the eighth blade, they might get what they want."

"But even if they figure it out, so what?" Taeseon Lei commented coldly. "If they couldn't protect their own secrets, it's their problem."

Renshu Cahng turned his head to Kenny Lin. "Martial uncle, what do you think Amalia's plan is to win?"

Kenny Lin cast a sidelong glance, faint disdain showing in his gaze, though not overtly. "You've been watching all this time and still don't get it?"