Arlon stayed silent, watching them carefully.
He had expected this.
It was the same as before. The same as when he fought them in his past life. They were not too dangerous alone, but together?
They became something else.
And now, he had to make sure June survived.
Arlon stole a glance at her. She was strong—far stronger than before—but she wasn't as strong as him.
And she wouldn't respawn if she died.
If June died here, she wouldn't be able to log in again.
And Arlon didn't want to allow that to happen.
He exhaled, adjusting his grip on Aetherion's Edge. I'll fight seriously—but only as a warrior.
There was no need to go all out as a magic swordsman yet. This was still a fight he could win without revealing everything.
The female twin took the lead, vanishing in an explosive burst of speed.
But this time, her movements were sharper, faster—enhanced by her brother's mana.
She shot toward Arlon like a black streak, her blade coated in a thin layer of shimmering energy.
