'He's not even trying to fight back properly.' Seeing this, Leon couldn't quite understand the tactic his opponent was getting at.
The boy was keeping his summon moving, using its armor to absorb the Swordsman's attacks while avoiding a direct exchange.
While it looked like it was a sensible approach, since the Ironback Boar's body was built to take punishment, and every charge forced the Swordsman to respond, still, Leon's summon had a clear advantage in technique, and as with his recent discovery, shocking strength and defence of its own.
The Swordsman dodged another charge and struck the boar's shoulder with a precise hit. Its blade slid between two armored plates, drawing a sharp cry from the beast.
The crowd cheered, and Leon relaxed slightly.
'Good. Keep wearing it down.' Leon thought to himself, but then caught something.
