The Shadow Panther was already mid-air, its sharp claws extended and aimed for Vahn's throat. It was too fast for an un-enhanced eye to follow.
Still, Vahn didn't panic. He held his Silver Saber in a battle ready position.
He didn't have time to use complex techniques or spells. But he had the skills of Saber Master.
"Come... Today, I will let you have the honour to becoming my first kill."
As he muttered this, his focus narrowed to a pinpoint, eliminating the world until only the rushing shadow and his blade remained.
He didn't dodge; he met the attack head on.
"Hyaah!"
With a powerful shout that forced air from his lungs, Vahn executed a single, sweeping, horizontal slash. He channeled his internal energy not into any kind of Art, but into the blade itself, focusing it on the edge of the Silver Saber.
