Ezra attacked, aiming to behead him in one strike.
On instinct, Alvarach parried with his nails.
As a cause of his initial surprise, Alvarach was caught lacking.
Ezra slashed at his shoulder, cutting off his left arm and drawing first blood.
"You!" The pain jolted him back into the present.
"YOU. DARE?!"
"Shut up" Ezra wasn't having it.
Gritting his teeth, he set himself ablaze, creating distance as Ezra retreated due to the sudden heat.
But then…
"Hmm?!"
What was going on? His arm should've instantly regenerated.
Confusion set in, before it clicked when he took a closer look at Ezra's weapon.
He wasn't sure of specifics, but the sword was closely related with the demonic scythe from before.
With its base items containing demon scales, Alvarach found its attacks were harder to heal from.
Had Skyfall been in its scythe form, he would've been more cautious from the start.
Right now, he couldn't be more pissed.
Not that Ezra cared…
Sha!
