y cracked, her brows pulling together as a faint frown formed on her face.
Stanley didn't let up.
In the middle of another exchange, he suddenly maneuvered in a way that caught even seasoned eyes off guard.
His footwork twisted, his body turning with unnatural smoothness as he slipped past her guard.
In the next instant, he was behind her.
His sword flashed as he delivered a swift slash aimed directly at her back.
Bliss reacted immediately.
Even without turning to face him, she shifted to the side, her body moving on instinct honed through years of combat.
The blade passed by her, slicing through the air where she had been standing.
The sound of it whizzing past was sharp, close enough to draw a few sharp intakes of breath from the watching elites.
But before she could fully reset her stance, the sword vanished from behind her.
In the same heartbeat, it reappeared in front of her neck, the tip hovering dangerously close.
