In the end, Geralt smoothly turned and slashed, severing a man's neck from the upper left to the lower right.
He cared about the blade, so he deliberately controlled his strength, avoiding friction with the hard cervical bones, just cutting through the throat and blood vessels.
Another one got slashed in the back of the knee, uncontrollably kneeling down before Geralt decapitated him like an execution.
The head with a conical helmet rolled all the way to Lann's feet.
"You ended up cutting the bone, didn't you?"
Lann curled his lips, giving Geralt some sarcastic remarks.
Having dealt with nearly ten armored warriors, Geralt took a couple of deep breaths, appearing quite exhausted.
But the demon hunter's quick recovery allowed him to regain his energy quickly.
"Being frugal as a habit, you know? Damage less if you can."
Finally, with white hair stained with blood, the demon hunter habitually added, "After all, I haven't signed a long-term contract with the Airetusa Academy."
