Lucien didn't reply.
The next few seconds became increasingly difficult for Leo to follow properly. Caius attacked again with fluid sword strikes that seemed almost artistic in motion. Every slash curved strangely, changing direction midway like flowing water. Crimson Aura trailed behind each movement of the blade, leaving thin glowing marks across the air itself.
Lucien, meanwhile, fought completely differently. Without weapons or dramatic movements he fought very strangely. Every dodge looked lazy at first glance yet perfectly timed. Every counterattack carried frightening physical force behind it. Even while being pressured backward, Lucien's expression never changed once.
That was the confusing part.
Yet his fighting style itself felt almost savage.
At one point, Caius swung his sword horizontally toward Lucien's neck only for Lucien to suddenly grab the weapon barehanded using Aura reinforcement before slamming his elbow directly into Caius' jaw.
