As the horses drew to a stop atop a particularly large hill, Colwyn found his face becoming more grim. He remembered this conflict, and he knew how difficult the upcoming fight would be. Neither him nor Rio had yet to attain regalia yet, and the drake knight was becoming more and more worried.
As embarrassing as it was to admit, Colwyn's skill with the blade was significantly better in the past. On the other hand, his physique was leaner and not quite as bulky as he was used too. Unfortunately, despite his body becoming weaker as he regressed into the past, his mind remained the same. As a result he no longer had the same confidence in his sword skill.
It was a rushed mission, and despite it's importance Rio had put no time into coming up with a brilliant strategy. She couldn't afford too anyway, because by the time the leading tacticians figured something out the opportunity would be lost.
