After the battle began, Rita, Dawn Cicada, and the others kept sneaking glances at Lightchaser.
Ash Cinders, who knew about Lynx Duke, even ran alongside Lightchaser, fighting while observing her up close like an overzealous fan.
Each attack could only take away 1 HP. A mechanic like this was incredibly friendly to an assassin type like Lightchaser. Her daggers blurred into afterimages, the constant clang of weapon clashes never stopping. Her HP bar was still full.
She was still using daggers, but her combat style had clearly changed. It was not just that she had grown stronger. Certain habits in her attacks had shifted.
To others, the difference might be subtle. But for someone as proud as Lightchaser, it was monumental. It meant she acknowledged that another style of attack was superior to her original habits. Otherwise, she would never have changed.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Ash Cinders' rather obvious scrutiny.
