Standing at his position in the triangle formation, Lucian subtly moved his finger.
A faint shimmer of light traced through the air — completely invisible to Myra, but crystal clear to both girls as they felt a soft pulse across their vision, accompanied by a glowing message.
[I have a good plan. Keep going, and do not hold back...]
Sera's eyes flickered once in understanding, while Elira simply gave a subtle nod.
Then, without a shred of hesitation, both girls lunged forward once again, unleashing a relentless barrage of wild sword strikes and brutal fist combos.
Myra's expression didn't flicker in the slightest. Still sitting casually on the flat stone, she effortlessly dodged everything thrown at her. Unable to contain her frustration any longer, Sera let out a fierce roar and slashed her sword straight through the stone chair, shattering it completely to pieces.
