Leon followed carefully as the two women entered a large dwelling constructed in the distinctive Pyrrhan architectural style—all carved stone and fire-resistant materials.
Leon entered silently immediately after them through the main entrance.
"Oh—"
CATCH! GRIP!
Leon casually caught the giant warhammer aimed directly at his head with just one hand, stopping its momentum completely.
"Easy there. I'm not here to hurt anyone."
He spoke calmly while looking directly at the tall, muscular, red-haired woman with intense crimson eyes—the hammer wielder he'd seen reporting to Archon Vyrra earlier. Behind her stood the smaller woman he'd personally fought and defeated in the arena, gripping her massive greatsword defensively.
She's terrified.
Her eyes showed profound fear despite her weapon blazing with intensely condensed fire energy, flames wreathing the blade.
CRACKLE! BURN! GLOW!
The hammer woman's voice came out sharp and aggressive:
