Lucian didn't have any flashy skills, as Lia had once called them—laser eyes.
He didn't have those overpowered skills that could instantly destroy everything in his path, nor did he possess some ridiculous ability that could make an entire battlefield tremble with a single activation.
Whatever skills he had gotten from Valentina were mostly taught for combat… and some of them even for assassinations.
There were the fire skills, but he hadn't used them yet… since he hadn't really found a reason to.
That was, until Leonardo decided to change the rhythm of the fight.
"Tsk, why does it feel like you are targeting my face? Are you jealous already?"
Lucian spoke in an irritated tone as another strike came toward his head.
He wasn't showing any visible signs of fatigue despite the continuous fighting, something that made the situation even more unbelievable.
But Leonardo didn't answer, even as his eyes twitched at the narcissistic remark.
