Eternal XXV

Soul Reaver Fengus was slender and long, and the afterimage trailing from his scarlet blade resembled a red line whose trajectory constantly shifted. Brando could not even see the Min'er lord drawing strength from the ground. Suddenly, he left the ground, his entire body shooting toward Brando like a cannonball. How long did that instant feel? It was as if Brando had opened his lungs and was preparing to breathe, but before his chest could expand, Seberus's pale, cold, wrinkled face had already appeared before his eyes, the Soul Fire blazing within them. Because they were so close, Brando could even see the deep, crisscrossing wrinkles and the changes each one had carved into the other's face.

Faster!

Brando was startled. The Law Lines from the Shallow Sea and Mountain of Calmed Storms, flowing through the magic power in the air, had remained completely unmoved. The elemental power of the Earth Pivot had also stayed calm. This was not a Frost Soil Guardian skill. That meant the King of Frost Knights might have reached such speed solely by using swordsmanship—a speed nearly surpassing Flash Sword. Brando had almost no time to react. He could not retreat, because before he could tense his muscles, Soul Reaver Fengus's blade would strike his left shoulder, then cut downward from left to right through his chest. Its trajectory passed straight through his heart with absolute precision. Therefore, even with Unyielding Talent, Brando did not dare try to take the blow head-on.

What about raising his sword to block? No, that would still be too slow. The King of Frost Knights would certainly change his move. Brando's calculations flashed through his mind like millions of thoughts in an instant. If that slender blade were drawn back and then swept upward from below, he felt he