The smoking man staggered backwards, and with the Ring Dragon showing no mercy, his thin-spined kitchen knife had just been drawn back when the longsword was already nearing his face.
"So fast, Feather Class?"
Blocking a strike with a weapon is naturally quicker than slashing, and the kitchen knife is much lighter than the Ring Dragon, so the man's kitchen knife barely tangled with the Ring Dragon Sword's blade. To his surprise, the oncoming Ring Dragon made a rolling motion, slicing right under the handle of the kitchen knife.
"Let go!"
The man made a split-second decision and dropped the knife to save his hand.
His kitchen knife was sent flying into the air by the Ring Dragon, and without anything to depend on, the man could only watch as the longsword slashed towards his chin, silently chanting in his mind:
"Glutinous rice ball."
