Having missed his target, Wang Tong was about to take Patroclus' blow with its full intent.
Patroclus' strike landed on its target, with the GN force turning the air into liquid as his hand cut through Wang Tong's defensive shield. However, his face suddenly became pale as the latter kicked him without a sign. Patroclus couldn't move his body, as if the kick had already landed on him.
After the impact, Patroclus stumbled back a dozen feet before he finally gathered himself. So intricate was the balance of the power on the battlefield that a slight change could cause the scale to slide from one side to the opposite direction.
Faint approving smiles crept onto the two Einherjar's faces. Except for the two Einherjars, no one else could make out what had just happened.
Patroclus clapped his hands as if congratulating Wang Tong, "You are like a box of chocolate, aren't you? Nice defense, by the way."
