A Woman Called...

Leonel couldn't deal with these two as casually as the first, and the white-furred Oryx was already prepared to parry away his first assault. 

'Hm…'

Leonel grabbed out with his Earth Force and suddenly slightly changed the direction of the halberd flying toward the white-furred Oryx. The man was taken aback, realizing his fist was about the miss the mark. 

At the same time, Leonel took another step forward. 

The two black-furred Oryx were relying on absolute strength to overwhelm them, a fury fuelled by their hatred of him for what he had done to their companion. 

It was harder to deal with such a thing without exhibiting some more of his strength. 

He had some leeway because it was doubtful than anyone would be coming to support these six in short order. If Leonel was correct, this outpost was theirs to manage, and they probably wouldn't have thought it necessary to send a message back.