Clang!
Noah barely managed to block Boris' next strike. The impact numbed both of his arms. His feet slid backward across the ancient stone floor, leaving shallow marks behind.
"Ghk..."
His chest burned with pain.
Every clash reopened the wounds that had only begun to heal.
Boris wore a faint smile.
"You've reached your limit."
His twin daggers flashed once more.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
The attacks flowed one after another without pause. Each strike was heavier than the last.
To Noah, it felt as though massive boulders were crashing against his sword. His exhausted body could barely keep up.
On the other side of the corridor, Mary was having no easier time. Another orange magic circle formed before her.
[Fire Lance.]
Three blazing spears shot toward Albert.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Albert snorted.
Mana surged around his greatsword. He swung the sword at incoming attacks.
BOOM!!
