Steel met stone.
The loud sounds of the battle and impacts echoed repeatedly as the Shadow Blades moved in coordinated bursts, striking from different angles while the Bulwark demons held their ground like immovable walls.
"Don’t engage head-on."
Two Shadow Blades immediately disengaged, slipping back just as a Bulwark’s heavy strike crashed into the ground where they had been.
The Veilmaster’s orders were sharp and precise, and every movement of the Shadow Blades were also as sharp and precise.
For a member of the clan to successfully become a shadow blade, they must embody what it means to be an assassin.
Simon and his classmates were still babies who still had a long way to go, and the first years who were watching the numerous battles in the simulation could see how good the shadow blades were.
They struck, withdrew, repositioned — again and again. They seemed to be testing for weaknesses that were barely there.
At their center was a towering figure that was as large as the Bulwark demon Simon fought not too long ago. Its very presence was heavier than the rest of the Bulwark demons.
And just like the Veilmaster, she didn’t move much. She simply observed and gave out orders.
Her voice was deep and steady, and it carried an authority that would make many to unquestionably listen to her.
"Front line, advance one step."
The ground trembled faintly beneath their synchronized steps.
Clang!
The Bulwark was about to chase.
There was no urgency in her tone, and she calmly observed her enemies and her soldiers.
She was the calm, patient, and calculating type.
Because she was a woman, very few wanted to follow her. Her calm, patient, and calculating character also made it boring for many male Bulwarks and even female Bulwarks to follow her.
And most of the time, she always came back a victor and with many of her soldiers alive.
’This squad of Shadowgraves have killed close to thirty Bulwarks. They are dangerous and they need to be exterminated.’
The female Bulwark captain couldn’t wait to taste victory, and from what she could see, she would taste it as long as she and her soldiers were patient.
As the battle raged on, she suddenly frowned as she sensed a presence approach the battlefield from above.
She looked to her right, then she saw a one-horned demon with white hair falling from what could be considered a great height.
She frowned, then she looked at where this one-horned demon was going to land.
Common sense told her that there was nothing for her to worry about, but her cautious nature told her that something was about to happen.
Out of precaution, she gave out an order.
The four Bulwarks looked up, and when they saw Simon falling toward them, they were taken aback and extremely confused.
Simon saw this, and with a calm expression, he spun in the air, completely dodging the stone.
The female captain roared in anger.
When did they start believing that a rock could easily kill a member of the Shadowgrave Clan?!
Just as one of them was about to use his chaos, a massive shadow appeared beneath him and his comrades.
Massive shadows!
Above the four Bulwark demons was a pile of debris and a partially destroyed building.
BOOOOOOOOOOM!!!