Aveline didn't know what to say now. All the members of her clan just stared in disbelief at his nephew, Arden.
He had just challenged all the male members of the clan, leaving her unsure of how to respond.
Aveline then finally turned to Garion, her brows furrowing.
"Sir Garion... this situation... if we leave it like this, everyone will just come rushing to him. You understand that, right?"
Garion grinned, completely unbothered. "Then let them come at him."
Aveline blinked. "Excuse me?"
Garion chuckled, tilting his head. "Don't you know how we fight, Miss Avelin? It's never about numbers, but who lasts longer."
Aveline gave him a puzzled look, unsure if he was joking or not.
Before she could speak again, Raviel stepped forward and explained it to her.
"He's telling the truth, Aveline. Every time his disciples fight, they prefer to go against the group instead of individuals."
He gestured toward Dahlua, who was leaning casually against a wall.
