Fighting was a lot of fun. You could tell Xue Three was having a blast.
"The Four Horses" were already charging headlong at him. The leading Raging Horse wielded a gigantic axe, swinging it right at Xue Three.
With swift agility, Xue Three dodged the attack. A slight shift of his body, a quick tap of his heel, and his small figure changed direction in an instant, darting towards the Raging Horse's rear.
In a flash, his small hand flickered, and another dagger appeared, slashing towards the Raging Horse's back.
SWISH!
An extremely fine thread was severed.
Xue Three landed gracefully, seemingly wanting to mimic A Ming by performing a Western-style aristocratic bow. But before he was halfway through the motion, the axe, swung by the Raging Horse, came chopping down again.
Xue Three's eye twitched.
This puppet isn't controlled by threads! Schemes! Damn it, more schemes!
