Distract him with chatter, hold his attention with a handshake, to prevent his escape, then let the old guy finish the backstab.
It was indeed a perfect plan, but he wasn't foolish.
Sahalin had been through countless battles, and was familiar with sneak attack tactics during conversation.
His gradual exertion of force allowed Roland to successfully survive the most dangerous three seconds.
Cooldown over.
If this were a game, Roland would definitely be tempted to type sarcastically in the public chat, "I'm waiting for CD, what are you waiting for?"
But this was reality, and he was a gentleman with manners, no need to trash talk with a dumb bear.
He smiled as he activated Divine Protection, his body enveloped in a golden hue.
Sahalin shuddered abruptly, suddenly exerting more power.
Here it comes! Roland, that sly fox, is about to exert force, and the old fox must be about to make a move too!
Trying to fool him, Roland was still a bit too green.
