'So I was righ—!'
Soren activated Phantom Step and his body blurred to the side just as a blade sliced through the space where his neck had been. He reappeared a few meters away, his feet skidding against the ground.
Another strike came from behind. He twisted, dodged, and moved again. The darkness made it hard to track the attackers, but his high perception and Eyes of Truth gave him just enough clarity to see their outlines.
'...There are three of them.'
He tried to keep his gaze locked on the glowing text floating before him, but the relentless barrage forced him into a constant sequence of dodges and evasive steps. The sharp whistle of condensed spatial blades tore through the void around him, shaving off his margin for error.
While his body blurred across the pitch-black field, his mind raced through the tactical situation. Five hostiles had arrived at their location. If three were trapped in this domain with him, that left two unaccounted for outside.
