Chapter 69 - Reducing the Crime Rate
Light filtered through the treetops, creating a mosaic of shadows dancing in the clearing. The sound of metal clashing against metal echoed through the forest as Rygar and Eidar exchanged blows at high speed.
Rygar advanced relentlessly, his blade slicing through the air with brute force and precision. His feet barely touched the ground as he propelled himself forward, a blur of motion.
Eidar, on the other hand, moved with fluidity. His mastery of Flow allowed him to dodge and counterattack instantly, his strikes flowing like a river—shifting at the last moment and returning with doubled force. His gaze was sharp, focused on every movement of his opponent.
Nearby, Ghislaine watched in silence, without her eyepatch. Her Magic Eye glowed faintly as she analyzed every flow of Touki between the fighters, following their movements beyond normal perception.
Eris, restless and eager to grow stronger, swung her sword at the side, itching to join the fight.
Rygar dodged a strike and stepped back a few paces. He turned to Ghislaine with a serious look and asked:
"Did you notice anything?"
But before Ghislaine could answer, Eidar interrupted, narrowing his eyes slightly:
"I'm not sure if it's just me, but I feel something strange when I fight you. I can't quite explain it... something seems off. Of course, you're very strong, but something still feels... wrong."
Rygar raised an eyebrow, trying to grasp what that feeling could be—the possible reason behind his lack of progress.
Ghislaine crossed her arms, observing both fighters, then spoke: