On the other side, Noelle clashed with Terios, exchanging blow after blow. Even though they infused their ena in every single strike, the ena ended up clashing and dispersing every time, causing them not to get any advantage against the other.
"…" Noelle couldn't help but furrow her eyebrows, muttering inwardly, 'This guy's control over his ena is good. He is able to match how much ena I put into my sword.'
Terios, on the other hand, was quite surprised. 'How can this be… I have been honing my swordsmanship for three decades. Yet, I can't even gain an upper hand against her?
'People have told me I'm a genius, but this little girl from the Flamante family can actually match me so easily? She's even dispersing my energy… Is this what it means to be born from a prestigious family renowned for their swords?'
