Of course, it was not a perfect mastery, and the use of it depended on his luck. Nevertheless, it was true that he had touched upon the transcendent states.
Plus, with [Tiamat's] aid, the momentum of the battle quickly shifted towards him.
"Brat, I will peel your skin!"
The man was livid and charged again, forgetting all about his injuries.
Kevin, who was overlapping [Heart of the Sword] with [Gleaming Linesight], easily sidestepped, stuck his foot out, and the giant went face-first into a prop pillar.
The entire structure collapsed, burying him in wooden debris.
Across the battlefield, the leader of Cerberus watched his men falter.
Fast and coordinated. These brats, he thought, who were playing knights, were actually highly trained and talented. Their swordplay was refined, and their intuition acute.
They actually fought like knights, no, True Knights.
The realization almost scared the living daylights out of him. Though on second thought, he knew that wasn't the case.
