Villain Ch 1711. Pattern and Precision (Magic Castle Bonus)
'He's faster now. Too fast.'
She launched a counter—sliding under the reach of his blade and slashing at his legs, but he read it instantly. His body turned with unnatural smoothness. He stepped just enough to the side, and the moment her footing shifted—he was there.
-Clang!
His blade raked across her right dagger, knocking it away with a brutal twist of the wrist. The force sent a jolt up her arm. Before she could fully recover, the sword reversed and slammed flat against her stomach in a sweeping arc.
She gasped.
The pain system wasn't at full setting, but it still knocked the air from her lungs.
Azura stumbled back, one hand gripping her stomach where the impact left a faint crimson trail across her armor. A real hit. Not simulated. He could've gone for a kill strike… and he didn't.
'Why didn't he?'
No. She already knew.
He was giving her a choice.
He wasn't showing mercy. He was showing truth.
