Eleanor stood up straight, her right hand slowly gripping the handle of the spear as she slightly lifted her forearm.
She held an Eastern Solomon Knight Spear, about 3.6 meters long.
The spear shaft was straight and slender, made entirely of fine gold, emanating a faint dark golden hue under the sunlight.
The langet was carved with the ferocious head of a dragon, from whose mouth protruded a sharp and extremely thin spear blade.
Such a thin blade would be impossible with ordinary steel, for lack of strength, a slash from a longsword could easily sever it.
Only fine gold could concentrate the blade's edge within such a narrow space, making it sturdy enough to pierce through three layers of iron armor with a single strike.
Aske stood opposite her, holding her original weapon—a long spear forged from refined steel, exceedingly heavy, not something a normal person could easily wield.
