The Red Goblin King swung his great-axe down without a moment of hesitation. His muscles roared with vigor as his axe crashed into the terrified victims below it.
Boom.
Grey dust-smoke arose from where his axe had landed.
Julius coughed sorely. His hands were dirtied from landing on the dusty stone floor. He had successfully dived to the right but he was a second too late.
By that he meant, the Red Goblin King struck down before he had begun to dive. Meaning that if he had been the one targeted, he would have died. It was as simple as that.
He looked through the smoke, his breath was on hold until he finally saw the scene of Savel landing calmly behind the Red Goblin King.
She had smoothly leaped over the attack like an acrobat.
This was of course only possible due to her inhumane physique.
