Lid spoke slowly, "As a rule, I never allow an enemy to draw their sword before me. But you, Calvin, and you, Arthur, are the exceptions."
"Hmph, what an honor."
Calvin pressed down hard on his arm, which was trembling slightly from instinctual fear.
'Fear? No. To submit to instinct is to become a slave to one's own body.'
'If I can't even overcome a simple instinct, how can I talk about surpassing Arthur, let alone stepping into the Extraordinary realm.'
He drew his sword.
[Gray Eagle Slash]
The Knight's Sword hummed, its blade instantly wreathed in a howling gale. Even before the strike landed, the piercing wind made the skin of the surrounding Knights sting, and they instinctively took half a step back.
But faster than the wind was Lid!
