Slash!
Dante's sword changed its path midway and cut upward.
But Zoran's cloak blocked the attack, leaving his chest undamaged.
However, a shadowy sword suddenly emerged.
Slash!
The second slash was also blocked by the cloak, but its brightness and the golden lightning moving through that specific point became faint, almost like broken lamps.
Then, a second shadow slash followed.
Slash!
"Argh!"
The shadowy sword cut the faint cloak and passed through Zoran's skin and flesh, leaving a wide bloody line on his chest.
Before Dante could land another attack, Zoran's leg moved with the speed of lightning and threw him away.
"What the hell is this technique?!" Zoran spat with blood through his teeth.
He touched his chest and looked at his hand, a look of surprise and disbelief appeared on his tough face, as though the thought of him getting such an injury defied all common sense.
