This was bad.
He was far more terrifying than I'd expected.
There was a reason he was called the strongest mercenary in Switzerland. A cavalry sword with its short reach was ill-suited against a halberd. As I was weighing my options, Leto's upper body lurched slightly forward.
Fiel had gripped his cavalry sword in reverse and slammed it hard against the back of Leto's head. But Leto's body only wobbled a little before he immediately swung his halberd in a wide arc.
A low sweep aimed at the legs. Fiel quickly maneuvered his horse and leaped clear. His mount was a thoroughbred with excellent reflexes too. An ordinary war horse might have been lost right then and there.
Leto's attacks were terrifyingly fast and powerful.
Up close, the sheer pressure from his swings felt as though it could send you flying.
