The number of Goblins didn't seem to dwindle even as the two of them carved through them with blazing speed and devastating power.
Adrian hung back, watching Lucien with mounting amazement.
'He's so fluid… so smooth… Like he's everywhere all at once.'
If there was one thing Lucien had mastered while hunting in the forest, it was how to move with deadly precision. He had poured most of his attribute points into Speed, boosting Strength as well, but he'd dramatically increased his speed-to-strength ratio, with the scale heavily favoring speed.
Lucien understood perfectly how crucial strength was—he wasn't undermining it. However, he believed in personalization.
There's how a person wants to move, and how they want to control their body. For this reason, he had even taken the grueling decision to hit the gym. It had always been torture, and Lucien knew how heavy his hands were.
