The battle had turned into a war of attrition.
To the onlookers, it still seemed like an exhilarating duel between masters, but in reality, Losa was already struggling to keep up, finding it increasingly difficult to mount an effective counterattack.
This guy is really cautious...
If it weren't for Victor constantly guarding against his Dragon Flame, retreating immediately after each attack, the defensive power of the Holy Cross Plate Armor might not be enough to withstand those two White Bone Blades.
Losa instinctively glanced at the tightly closed courtroom door.
He let out a soft sigh.
Lavinia was a person of strong principles, and their acquaintance was still early. No matter how he saw it, she wouldn't abandon her adherence to justice and fairness for his sake.
Though he knew this well in his heart, Losa still felt a bit disappointed.
Crack—
