Felix looked up and squinted at the strange sight above. It really did seem like the moon had fallen from the sky. At first, it drifted slowly, but its speed had suddenly multiplied several times over.

"Interesting technique. Is that a sword move?"

As Felix quipped, Selmer thrust out his palm, sending a silver light that dispersed into nothingness.

Felix lightly stepped back several dozen yards. Almost instantly, a cold light swept through where he had been standing, completely enveloping Selmer.

"Not a sword strike—it's an energy blade, and a skilled one at that," Felix noted.

This attack targeting Selmer was far more powerful than Micah from the Starfires. Felix could hear an unfamiliar language roaring from the attacker's direction, distinctively Astorian, though he had no idea what they were saying.

Then, another voice rang out—this one comprehensible. It confirmed something else. There was not just one attacker. There were two.

"Dragonians sure are bold! How dare you cau