A Higher Standard, Letting Loose

A byproduct of Nemean and Bastion's incessant training was the birth of a tacit understanding that didn't rely upon their sense of sight. 

Because of their countless exchanges in both real life and inside the Adventurers' Guild Training Hall, Bastion had become accustomed to Nemean's unique aura, quickly understanding when he was making a move based on its changes.

The two subtle gusts that passed above Bastion's already ducked head were naturally Nemean's dual shields, both piercing through the air to handle the two incoming Incomplete Homunculus. 

Clang! Clang!

When Nemean's shield impacted two of the monsters, a metallic sound rang out in response.

Due to the strengthening of this unusual vile liquid, the hardness of the Incomplete Homunculus' skin had reached a level seemingly unattainable by regular human beings.