Skylar's eyes flickered.
Then, in an unconcealable, hurried motion, he angled his Jikdo while stepping to the side. A piercing clang rang as he was sent skidding back.
But Baldric wasn't done yet.
Like a thrashing wheel, he touched the ground, then rolled back towards his tyrannical foe, but in contrast to his image, Skylar moved gracefully.
The Sky Prince jumped, bending his knees mid-air, placing his sword beneath his foot…and proceeding to skate through the air.
The moment he dodged the follow-up and confirmed that Alopecion was coming to a stop, his sword flew back to his hands, and his feet met the ground elegantly like a senior, eastern immortal that has descended from the peak of some cloudy mountain to tell a junior he was courting death.
But with a playful smile on his face.
"Tch." Baldric clicked his tongue, dissatisfied at the results of his surprise.
After all his sacrifices in the previous matches, all he would get is information about one of Skylar's abilities?
