"You're big, but not very fast, are you?"
Evading a flurry of four sword strikes from the monstrous knight, Jae-Seong taunted his enemy as he swiftly danced around the malicious steel.
Despite the words spoken from the curly-haired man's unbroken, confident smile, the four-armed knight dripping with miasma only groaned in response before attempting to cut away his foe.
Wielding the greatsword with cobalt-tinged steel in its top-left arm, it slammed it down towards the smaller man—resulting in a complete miss as Jae-Seong back stepped.
"Woah there!"
Jae-Seong yelled out behind his smile as he felt the power behind that swing, watching the peculiar wind pressure unleashed carve through the flooring.
Those slashes aren't a joke—he's not very fast, but one hit from those blades…let's not think about that, he thought.
