Death swiftly approached, with me being unable to dodge to the side. Time slowed down as the axe came closer. Much like my fight with Aliandorith in the dungeon, I forced myself to move my sword to intercept. Tilting my head and turning in a very unnatural manner, I parried the incoming strike, losing my intended target in the process.
I swiftly adjusted myself as I descended to the ground, ready for my enemy's next attack. This situation wasn't too much of a concern at the moment. The real concern was the bitch mage showering her allies with nonstop buff spells. Well, this means I'll need to swiftly get rid of a certain dwarf first.
This will prove to be a challenge as my opponent is a bon-a-fide peak King stage Battlemaster. The axe in is hands must be his perfected Aura Avatar. No wonder his movements and attacks were filled with such lethality.
