Crash! Crash!
The sound of metal clashing against metal echoed.
It was the sound of Raphaen's spear colliding with Siegfried's sword.
“Ugh, … I’m sorry, Raphaen. Don’t hold back, just take care of it!”
At his words, Raphaen turned her head, looking at me with a face full of uncertainty.
She was hoping for my command in response to her comrade's plea.
But I wasn’t in a position to just sit back and think calmly either.
