Duke parried the sharp end of the sword aimed at his stomach with the base of his scepter then stumbled back, narrowly avoiding death in the hands of the dagger wielding maiden dressed in black.
Lukas took a step forward, which immediately turned into a hypersonic dash. With his speed, he wouldn't have any issues punching his sword through a twenty inch thick wall of reinforced magic steel.
He was a fighter focused purely on the speed of his attacks and how lethal he could make them.
However...
A frown seemed to have been painted onto his face as he seemed unable to get rid of it at all.
He exchanged a glance with Evangeline, and she also seemed a bit confused.
After all, since they had begun fighting this man, none of their attacks, no matter how fast, had landed.
Still, the man had not managed to counterattack at all. Instead, he simply either parried or dodged them. He didn't even bother blocking.