'Alright. Observation time. If swords can't break him, spells get canceled, and that voice sounded like a disappointed gym teacher, what's the win condition here?'
The knight stepped forward.
No sound under his feet.
Callen shifted to intercept, shield lifted just a little higher now. Mira moved left, slow, trying to get a new angle. She hadn't fired since the last arrow broke.
The blindfold fluttered again.
Then the knight raised the sword.
This time, Lucen didn't wait.
He slammed his palm into the ground.
[Hold Point – Activated]
The glyph flared. Sharp. Fast.
But the knight didn't move.
Didn't need to.
The moment the spell locked, his free hand flexed, and the glyph cracked down the center.
Gone.
Lucen stared.
'He didn't even counterspell it. He just… invalidated it.'
Senna shouted something. Lucen didn't catch it. The knight moved again, one step, two and then it was in front of Callen.
Steel met steel.
The sound was wrong.
Not a clash.
A note.
