Clink. Clink. Clink.
It had been a few minutes since Erik and I started clashing swords with this manipulated Edward. The reinforcement knights had arrived at the scene, and they had been fighting the insurgents alongside my sister.
So far, Edward seemed to be in a match with us. But in reality, Erik and I were holding back. We were trying to extend this fight in order to gather as much information as possible. We could have folded him multiple times the moment we got serious.
In our fight, Edward had shown us some high-level magic spells other than his swordplay. This was definitely not Edward at all. To be able to execute this well, the one controlling the string was possibly a skilled magic swordsman or battlemage.
However, I noticed something familiar: his moves and magic he had been doing were arguably similar to late Prince Richard XVI of Astley. They had the same techniques and magic spells set, and they were somewhat amateur, if I may say.
