54: BladePoint

In a one-on-one, his dedication, skills, and instincts as a skilled combatant were all on display. From the perspective of a regular fighter, his erratic manoeuvres were terrifying. His body was moving in perfect disorder and chaos.

Colt's execution, elegance, and accuracy continued to improve with each passing second. His lance was moving and rotating so fast, it was impossible to guess what his next move could be. Surprisingly Colt was completely oblivious of a his own brilliance. The entire time, his face was stiff as a rock but his body and joints were loyal to the commands given by his intuition.

However, just when they thought Colt was getting somewhere an arrow rushed towards the angel with a blazing torrent and blasted a hole in her Armor.

"Creed!" Colt uttered when his sequence ruptured, "What the hell dude…."

They all, including Agenor, turned towards Creed who was standing like a statue with a bow in his grip. Surprisingly, Creed stared at them, just as confused as everyo