Before Darkon could pulverize my head with his sword, however, my frost wyvern raised his head and fired upon him with a devastating hail of icicles, forcing him to veer away.
"Tch!" he clicked his tongue. If he had focused his qi into movement or attacking, he wouldn't be able to condense it into a protective qi aura dense enough to absorb the frozen projectiles without taking any damage.
I panted as I corrected my stance and raised my dragon sword again. Even though my frost wyvern was hastily bombarding the running Darkon with icicles, he weaved through the swamp, cleverly using the trees for cover before vaulting himself to the space right in front of me. I almost didn't react in time before he swung his sword.
Clang!
"Ugh!"
Despite parrying the blow, I was almost blown back. The fucker had used his momentum to add to the power of his attack, his significant weight making a difference. We both tumbled backward, with Darkon slashing at me with unbridled glee.
