The barbarian collapsed to the ground, clutching his stomach as his pupils trembled at the sight of the golden-armoured man before him.
Amid the chaos of clashing steel, Asher's azure blade—distinct even among thousands of blades—gleamed softly, its edge stained with crimson blood.
A faint blue mist, too light to be taken seriously at first glance, hovered around the blade, exuding a subtle chill.
Lifting his head, the barbarian met the piercing golden eyes hidden within the helmet with a crown at the top.
Within the barbarian's pupils, one could see the reflection of a slim barbarian with two short swords in his hand behind Asher.
'Kill him!'
The hulking barbarian was about to grin when Asher, without so much as glancing back, plunged Euodias through the learning enemy behind him.
The slim barbarian staggered, gasping, before tumbling off the wall.