Something about the entire atmosphere of the battle shifted the moment Northern moved. And he could suddenly feel it in his bones.
Bairan was about to get really serious with him.
[Whispering Gale has been activated]
The wind itself became Northern's weapon. Air currents erupted around him in violent spirals, propelling him forward at speeds that carved a vacuum trail through the desert. Sand exploded outward from his launch point, and Illusioned Hefter—still invisible—sliced through the displaced air with a whistle that became a scream.
Bairan's odachi came up. The Sword King didn't move his feet—only his blade, meeting Northern's charge with a perfectly timed upward slash that should have bisected him from hip to shoulder.
[Phantom Strike - Refraction has been activated]
