Claude took out his own sword and offered it to Adrian. "You should use mine instead. Although it's not a treasure sword, it's much better than yours."

Adrian shook his head. He pointed at his head and said nonchalantly, "I fight with my brain, so any sword will do. Treasure swords are for those without skill."

Bucky was excited. Adrian was even more formidable than he had imagined. If Adrian won this match, his reputation would spread throughout Debonaire.

"Sir, dragons have to be airborne. If you bring it to the ground, it'll die quickly!" Bucky said, pointing out Irvin's weakness.

Irvin's expression turned dark. These two were clearly looking down on him and treating him like a fool. Unable to tolerate it any longer, he charged forward.

"Take this!" Irvin shouted.

"Dodge it! Don't face him head-on!" Bucky shouted. Even from behind the carriage, he felt the ferocity of Irvin's attack.

Adrian moved to the side and evaded Irvin's attack with practiced ease. The Wyrmstrike Blade