Her voice carried excitement.
She was enjoying this.
Arthur noticed something important. She was not using any visible skill. No techniques. No enhanced abilities. This was simply her physical strength and raw presence.
And it was already overwhelming.
He knew the truth.
Even if he went all out, he might still not stand a chance.
But that was never his goal.
A grin appeared on Arthur's face.
"Well… don't blame me if you regret this."
He moved.
Intent Step.
His figure blurred forward in an instant, his body appearing within her range far faster than before. At the same time, he released Manifest Intent again, this time at a higher output. Not wild power, but precise control. Clean. Focused. Efficient.
The attack was sharp and purposeful.
Lyra shifted slightly.
Only slightly.
But she had moved.
A faint flicker of surprise passed through her eyes, though it vanished quickly. She adjusted her stance with minimal effort, redirecting the force away from her body.
