The boss moved, kicking up a large amount of snow. Godfrey's eyes snapped to his left, and he leaned to the right while swinging his sword at his left side.
Sparks flew as the sword clashed with the boss' sword, but those long blades that came out of his arm lunged for Godfrey's head.
Godfrey forced his neck back, narrowly evading the blades as he deflected the next slash. His movements were swift. Even against this boss, an elf that had lived for a thousand years and practiced swordsmanship, his sword skills were not just able to match but even counter.
Just then, the boss vanished through a portal and appeared beside him, only for the gleam of Godfrey's sword to reflect in his eyes. The boss tilted his head, squinting as the longsword opened a small cut at his cheek.
