I measured the minuscule height of the beast with my eye and lowered my sword so its tip was on the level of its chest.
Then I activated the technique, the anchors for which were hidden in my throwing knives, using the tip of my sword as the final anchor.
Black Qi glowed within them for an instant before releasing its energy.
It was invisible to the eye, but I knew it was there, creating a plane between the four anchors.
The lizard must've felt something amiss, because it tried to jump out of the quadrangle.
It reacted with incredible speed—even a second didn't pass yet. But the technique activated even faster than the lizard could escape it.
Or, well.
Partially, it escaped.
Propelled by its legs, the torso of the lizard, attached to a chunk of its tail, flew upward, showering the sand with blood.
