"Watch out for his attack!" Wya's voice sounded beside his ears. "Just hold him back!"
The blade fleeted past the top of Kohen's head, emitting a searing sensation.
When he thought of the weapon's ability, Kohen did not even dare parry the attack, or make a counterattack.
He could only frown before he bent his back, turned to his side, and rolled on the floor to evade the Rising Sun Saber.
It was the third time he had to dodge the attack in an ungainly fashion.
His nose detected a burning smell from his hair.
'Damn it.'
Frustrated, Kohen clutched the Load-Bearer in his hand. He felt that he had never been in such a humiliating fight.
Even when he was up against the gray bastards in the desert, who were more than two meters tall, the police officer, with his huge build and excellent arm strength, could risk getting injured from a few blows to create opportunities for his comrades to launch attacks.
