He was... dying?
Arkail, his eyes opened to their absolute limits in shock, immediately tried to slow time around himself and desperately search for any possible way out of the situation before the blade could finish passing through his body.
But nothing he tried worked on Marlik or his sword, which continued slicing through Arkail's body with astonishing smoothness, moving forward as though his attempts to interfere with time had no effect on it whatsoever.
Arkail opened his mouth as brilliant light began pouring out from within his body. In a fraction of a second, he prepared himself to detonate the center where his energy was gathered before the strike could reach it, determined to take Marlik down with him if his death had truly become unavoidable.
But—
At that exact moment, a beautiful leg suddenly swept past beside him, crossing his field of vision before he could complete what he had been preparing to do.
Then BAAAAAAAAAAM
