Eran tilted his head just slightly, his voice low enough that only Miyu could catch it.
"Not bad… after all."
The words slipped like a spark into her ear. Her breath caught, and before she could mask it, a flush of crimson bloomed across her cheeks. Her lips twitched, fighting between a frown and an involuntary grin. Why now…? she cursed inside, but her heart betrayed her pride.
That tiny flicker of distraction was all it took.
The remaining skeletons hissed, bones clattering as their sockets glowed with malice. With a sudden lunge, four of them rushed forward, jaws gaping and claws extended, rattling as if mocking her falter.
The nobles outside gasped.
"She lost focus!"
"They're going to break through !"
Miyu's eyes widened at the charge, her mana still pulsing but slightly fractured from her slip.
