"Yvraine."
"Kael."
"This time, it will be different," Kael declared as he tightened his grip around his hammer.
"Yes." Yvraine smiled, gathering the power of the Verdant Throne to assist her beloved in battle.
The young man's eyes locked onto the Barbarian King, who was also sizing him up from a distance.
A moment later, they simultaneously took a single step and vanished from where they stood.
As the two clashed against each other, the sound of a thunderclap spread on the battlefield, and a crater formed beneath their feet. Dirt and gravel danced in the air, blasted by their collision.
The force from their exchange made the Barbarian King take three steps back, negligible compared to Kael, who skidded a few meters away.
That single exchange showed the gap between their strength, with the Barbarian King in the lead.
However, Kael paid no care, wielding his hammer with great accuracy, strength, and precision.
