The air crackled with tension as the guards begin to launch their attack first.
The first guard slashed his sword, unleashing a sharp wind blade that howled through the air toward Clyde.
However, Clyde's eyes tracked the blade's trajectory with ease. He sidestepped calmly, letting the attack pass by harmlessly and just slicing through the empty space where he'd stood moments before.
The guard's eyes widened in shock.
But his disbelief didn't stop the second guard. Without hesitation, the second guard lunged forward and poised his sword to stab. From the tip of the blade, a searing lightning laser shot forth, its light crackling ominously as it move toward Clyde.
This time, Clyde didn't move. Instead, he stood still and let the laser strike him square in the chest.
The lightning dispersed with a brilliant flash, leaving scorch marks on the fabric of Clyde's coat.
