It was as though time had slowed to a crawl for both Caleb and Lesha.
The only individual who could activate the portal to the Surface was falling, about to be sent violently flying at best, and bisected at worst.
Either way, with Daru's remaining hitpoints, there was a very high chance he would die if struck.
It didn't matter whether he could block the strike or not.
To make things worse, the black aura surrounding Rocante had all been transferred into his stone greatsword, and all that vile, accumulated power would be unleashed upon the falling target.
Daru was in a despair-worthy situation for sure.
Only, he didn't despair, the gears of his brain shifting and turning as he thought of a solution.
Before his mind succeeded, though, his body was already on the move, as if it instinctively knew what to do to survive.
He began using the residual rotation of Tornado Slash almost as soon as he realized what the deceitful brute was up to.
