A Spar With Angela
"I am ready when you are."
Angela took a fighting stance and beckoned Arvell to do the same.
Nodding his head, Arvell took his own stance.
Watching Arvell carefully, Angela was perplexed.
"What kind of swordsmanship is that? I never saw anything like that before."
Arvell watched Angela intently, expecting that she would use this moment of distraction to attack.
After seeing she was genuinely asking out of curiosity, he responded.
"It's self-taught."
Since Arvell couldn't reveal the existence of Lykos, he kept the origin of his swordsmanship to himself.
"I see… Well, let's see how good your original swordsmanship is!"
Angela jumped backwards, creating distance from Arvell.
"Cloak me in a veil of wind! Grant me the power of the neverending gale…"
The surrounding air began to form currents surrounding Angela as she chanted.
Slowly becoming more ferocious as time passed.
Arvell would be an idiot if he let this continue.
[Time Manipulation]