Kael gripped his sword tightly, the distance between him and the dancer narrowing.
He had no grudge against her, but so what?
She was the one who attacked Kael's group first.
"Don't blame me, dancer!"
With all his strength and will, Kael's blade flashed a cold silver, then rushed straight towards the girl's neck.
Whoosh!
The speed of the sword was so fast that it didn't leave an afterimage.
And then, when it was too late for the dancer to attack, dodge, or block, the blade successfully pierced through her neck.
One slash.
And that was all he needed.
"…!"
Kael was shocked.
Partly because he didn't expect it to be this simple.
And the rest was because… her neck was too soft.
It was as if he had just cut a piece of butter.
But at least she was dead, right?
Because the next moment, all of the dancer's movements stopped, and at the same time, all of those invisible tentacles seemed to have evaporated from this world.
The attacks had stopped.
