Kent appeared behind the Root Immortal, a broad smile playing on his lips. Like he said, killing the 24 forsaken beings will be a pleasure.
His hatred for them is just too much that whenever a forsaken being dies, he feels some sense of accomplishment.
So with his soul map allowing him to teleport, he appeared behind the forsaken immortal without even disturbing the air. Even then, the world had no time to register his movement.
The only thing it captured was the aftermath of the devastating attack he had planned.
His claws gleam coldly, then they descend.
SHRRRKKK
A clean, merciless slice carved through the Root Immortal's spine. The poor loser didn't even scream or have the luxury of knowing what went wrong.
His upper body slid forward, lower half collapsing backwards. There was no resistance whatsoever. In an instant, he had a complete body; the next, he was cut in two.
Both halves hit the ground with wet thuds.
