This strike, capable of cleaving flowing water, was delivered with full confidence.
The arm blade, disguised in bright red, did indeed sweep swiftly and silently across the prey's neck, without stirring a hint of wind. Yet the sensation of severing a head should not feel like slicing through thin air. A chill ran through it, a sudden sense of alarm, and without hesitation, it lunged forward.
Compared to the agility of its blade arm, its body structure with thin legs and a large belly did not allow for such quick movement. Still, this old hand at fighting bravely and fiercely leapt forward with the force of its four legs, like a tightly wound spring being released. Based on its experience, since the lethal blow did not hit the target, it was highly likely that the opponent had circled behind it. The best tactic at this moment was to charge forward before turning around to defend.
