'Against a Commander...'
The Commander's Aura faded as Mark's tail came into contact with Lin's nape.
'Against Zephyr...'
The Orcish Fiend's eyes rolled back, but it remained standing.
'I can win!'
With the Commander having lost consciousness momentarily, Mark only had an instant to decide what to do.
Attack. Where? What?
He instinctively extended his claws.
Slash-
Whether it was the right decision or not, Mark did not know.
Nevertheless, a trail of greenish blood pursued his claws in the air as the Commander's right eye was slashed.
Perhaps it was due to the pain, or perhaps, due to one of his Eye being touched, but Lin's body moved incredibly quickly.
His right hand covered by the metallic Gauntlet was wrapped around Mark's right wrist.
[Your Passive Skill "Combative Eyes[D]" is activating!]
Mark immediately flexed his forearm muscles and curled his wrist.
