The moment Lucian's sword flared with mana, the Kobolds' expressions shifted faintly, their movements changing almost immediately as—
All of a sudden, they began attacking him even more rigorously, their eyes fixated on the bright, shining blade in his hand—almost as if the blue glow had completely captured their attention.
They ignored everything else, their eyes barely moving away from Lucian's sword.
Seeing this, Lucian's lips curled into a smirk.
His sword swept through the body of a Kobold, cutting through its scales and flesh as smoothly as a hot knife through butter.
Blood splattered across the ground, but the blade remained untouched—the dense mana covering it preventing even a drop of blood from reaching its surface.
Lucian then raised his sword above his head, immediately drawing even more monsters towards him.
"I'll attract all of them. You all take care of the main one!"
Hearing his words, Isaac finally snapped out of his surprise.
