"Interesting!" With a twisted smile, Phyllis watched the sword trajectory of the slave. His sword path had become sharper, cutting down all the unnecessary movements.
She guessed, he was growing his sword style right in the middle of battle, learning from every failure. And it turned out that was the slave's real purpose. It really, really made Phyllis impressed and content, because defeating an enemy at their strongest was the best way to feel delight.
"Good! Show me all you have, then I'm gonna smash your confidence and everything you are proud of."
Phyllis swung a series of attacks, while Alaric simply slipped past them with jumps and rolls. He already knew the strength of her chopping battle axe, so there was no reason for him to try blocking it. The smarter choice was to avoid it whenever he could.
