Alex hit his target. The feedback coming from it was enough to tell him that his target had been material. However, it wasn't the type of feedback he wanted.
What he expected to feel was his sword going through flesh, carving the hand in two.
What he felt was metal meeting an iron wall. No, it was stronger than an iron wall. His bones shook from the rebound, even the pitch-black sword groaning in his hands from the impact.
All the force he placed into his attack fell on the woman and had nowhere to go except rebound right back into him. Like getting hit by a catapulted boulder, Alex was flung away from the woman, slamming back onto the ground.
Even as he stood up, he couldn't understand what had happened. His hands trembled from the pain, a numbness spreading through him.
What the fuck had just happened?
The woman slowly raised her palm down, a concerned look visible on her face. She stepped forward and appeared next to him.
