Leonel's expression was already cold, but it was even more calculating than that. He had already felt the twitch of the start of El'Rion's action before he even moved with intention. Inwardly, he still found it amusing, but there was nothing amusing about the power of the fist approaching him right this moment. There was no facing it, the only option was to dodge. And luckily, he was ready to do so.
His steps moved at the same moment El'Rion did, his head tilting to the side and his body narrowing from El'Rion's perspective.
For a long while, Leonel had thought about maybe learning a dedicated technique for his movement, thinking that it might help boost himself to an all new level. But every time he entered a situation like this one, he realized why he never had. Calculating which step to take was far better than any movement technique he could learn from someone else.
'Let's call it… Dream Step.'
