Thaor didn't know what happened after the Qi Swords cut his arms and thighs. However, he could feel that something was wrong.
Yet, instead of trying to figure out what exactly happened, Thaor stared at the human in front of him with uncontrollable anger in his eyes. The human smiled cockily at him, and moved around nimbly, avoiding his attacks, and restraining his advances.
Dozens of Glacicles were manifested in batches repetitively. They weren't powerful, or endurable enough to pierce through the Berserker's crimson aura without bursting apart. But that was exactly what Michael wanted. The freezing mist in the combat ring grew denser as the battle between the human and the Berserker continued.
