Evelyn sidestepped the heavy overhand blow from Wilfried.
He might as well have been moving in slow motion with a neon sign above his head announcing what his move would be from how telegraphed the attack was.
With a single step forward while her opponent was floundering from the loss of balance from missing his strike, Evelyn got into range and lashed out with the broken half of her spear.
The butt of the weapon slammed hard against Wilfried's chin, and there was a sickening cracking sound as his jaw was broken.
He collapsed to the ground, obviously in immense pain. It seemed another deficiency of his coddled upbringing was that his tolerance for heavy injuries was lack luster. Evelyn had taken a lot worse and still continued fighting without slowing down plenty of times before.
Luckily, he was tough enough to not have passed out, which definitely would have ruined Evelyn's plans. The durability of a peak mage truly was astounding.
