With absolutely no hesitation whatsoever, I angrily swung Invictus towards Nniuq's porcelain neck.
The image of her head rolling off her body was firmly planted within my mind. It was so vividly clear that I could physically see that event happening right in front of me.
The unfortunate truth however was something else.
With the flow of time in a state of eternal hate against my existence, it forced everything around me to slow down.
The next few moments passed by with an unnatural slowness.
I watched eagerly as Invictus was about to make contact and spew her life essence everywhere.
This was checkmate.
With the thoughts of victory already resounding within my mind, I smiled for a single moment when suddenly-
CCCCLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAANNNNNGGGGG
She blocked my strike?!
The smile I was starting to have instantly turned into bitter spite because I failed just now. This ended up fueling my rage.
