As naturally as he breathed, he escaped from the enigmatic goblin's grasp with a 'Shadow Step', flinging himself directly behind the silent fiend.
The greatsword missed its target, being slammed into the mud with a shock wave that caused the mud to ripple and form waves.
Behind the champion, he was already midway through a spinning counter that aimed itself at the exposed back of his goblin foe.
--It felt as if landing an attack was simply impossible.
Before the rain-laden steel he wielded with malice could reach the armor that his enemy wore, he already recognized the futility of the attack itself.
What his blade cut was water; an abrupt, sudden abundance of clear aqua that was shaped in the form of the Stormfallen champion. After cutting through the champion-shaped water, it fell into a puddle as he stood there wide-eyed in the split-second that felt like a dreadful eternity.
Behind--! He realized instinctively.
