A forced evolution (Final part)
While we were sleeping, I suddenly woke up and noticed that Lady Nyx was still up, ensuring we were safe.
"Oh, Rose, was I making too much noise?"
She asked me after she noticed I was looking at her while swinging her staff around.
Honestly, her fighting style was so elegant; there were no useless movements, but I could not understand which one she was using at the moment.
"No, I simply could not sleep."
"Really? What is bothering you?"
"For now, I don't have anything in mind, but if I can, may I know what kind of style that one is?"
"What do you mean?"
"I have never seen anyone using a long weapon like a staff or lance and combining it with hand-to-hand combat, at least not among the Arachne. So I thought it was a fighting style known outside of this place."
"I doubt anyone other than me knows of this style."
"Why?"
