Dick truly hadn't seen that strike coming!
But he was no longer the weakling Paladin with lousy combat skills who could only rely on brute force to take his opponents head-on.
Faced with the sudden attack, Dick instinctively twisted aside, stepped back, and raised his left hand in front of him!
At present, the Silver Hand was definitely harder than steel. At least, Dick had never seen a weapon leave a scratch on that silver fist. But simply raising a hand to defend was a little too conservative, so after taking one step back, Dick counterattacked.
Without using a weapon, he spread his right hand downward. Black vines emerged from his palm, rapidly gathering and coiling. As the shadow's tremendous force slammed into Dick's left arm, an ink-black wooden sword appeared in his right hand.
Holy Power poured in, and the sword swept across!
Knocked backward, Dick had all the clothing on his left arm shredded into strips, but he thrust his left hand forward and fired off a Holy Shock as well.
Bang!
The attacking shadow was first driven back by the wooden sword, then knocked to the ground by the Holy Shock while retreating in panic.
By the time she scrambled up from the ground with a series of whimpers, the wooden sword's not particularly sharp edge, wrapped in a Holy Light Blade, was resting against her neck. Feeling its searing, razor-sharp presence, the shadow no longer dared move recklessly. But when she raised her head, Dick's expression turned strange.
"Uh... Lady Velinde, what... what happened to you?"
The shadow that had attacked him was none other than the priestess he had settled in the cellar a day earlier, the female Worgen Velinde Starsong.
But the Worgen's current condition was so dreadful that it was hard to look