When?!
Arthur narrowed his eyes into a straight line while looking at his shoulder.
His palm was covered in filth, and even more so, crammed with black mud. It was filthy to the extreme, but the voice of its owner was magnetic and pleasant.
"Want to learn swordsmanship?"
"I'll teach you!"
"This is—Swift Bird Swordsmanship!"
As the words fell, Arthur felt a breeze behind him, as if something sharp aimed at his occipital.
His Death Intuition flickered rapidly!
Without thinking, Arthur's shoulders shivered, leading to a cacophony of crackles within his bones. At that moment, his body seemed boneless like a noodle, not only dodging the thrust but also successfully escaping the grasp of that hand.
Arthur sprawled on the ground. Not only his bones, but even his muscles underwent subtle changes allowing him not to rely further on bone support. Just by leveraging his spine to drive his muscles, he could slither at extreme speed, just like a true serpent.
Serpentine Body!
