The long sword residing within the right hand advanced from above, and the short sword within the left hand maneuvered from below while Edgan, donning his blue garments, constituted their target. The young man, who coveted to extract himself from the abysmal predicament he plummeted into before every single figure, harbored zero intention of granting his opponent permission to flee.
Concurrently, the Leader of the Martial Division, Sokom, pivoted his back and cast glares at the Second Elder. He appeared to anticipate a command from him, yet this failed to transpire. The middle-aged man persisted in spectating the war deploying indifferent glares.
The majestic man pivoted his head devoid of vocalizing a single word. He drew a colossal breath and persisted in spectating the war. Even though the swords had breached Edgan, an alternate sword boasting the thickness of dual fingers manifested before them.
