"Huh? Were you waiting for me?"
"For three long years, brat."
Those guys look fierce and well-trained. If I had fought them before all the leveling up and the training with Lovelace, I would've been cooked.
Even now, the fact that they stopped my lightning bolt means that I'll have to fight seriously.
I make a gesture with my hand, a sign for Yaci to retreat a bit so she won't be caught in it. We had agreed on it beforehand, as she might get seriously hurt in a fight like this.
I walk into the hall nonchalantly.
"Don't get too cocky!"
One of the guys, a bald, two-meter-tall mass of brute force, shouts angrily. He is holding a two-handed sword that is bigger than me.
He jumps forward, getting outside of the protective barrier, swinging the sword at me.
Which is exactly what I wanted.
I'm not as small as I was three years ago, but I'm pretty agile. I've been training a lot, after all. Plus all the buffs.
