But in a flash of movement, the sword merely disappeared past his shoulder, as though the boy was made of mist and the blade had passed straight through him. The soldier was stood with his arms lowered after a completed strike, yet he felt no resistance to his blade.
It was clear to all that had watched it – that Beam had dodged the blow, and comfortably too, without even taking a step back.
Of course, those who knew Beam would expect that much from him. Dominus might have even pointed holes in his movement, for it wasn't as swift as it should have been, given his training. But to the untrained masses, it was like a magic trick. To dodge impending doom like that so calmly, and with such precision, it was a feat worthy of more praise than the Gods had to offer.
The lead soldier's face began to redden as he realized what had happened. Jeers came from the crowd now, as some of the villagers dared to use the opportunity to get in some of the insults that they'd been saving up a while.
