More importantly, there was something strange about the darkness surrounding the attacker, and Connor's expression changed.
"Shadow? Had Shadow come here? But why?"
Ryan glanced at one of the bodies lying nearby, grabbed it, and hurled it upward, Connor saw movement, and without hesitation, he swung.
Boom!
The greatsword crashed into the body, and for the briefest moment, Connor's vision and weapon were occupied, and that was all Ryan needed.
He moved, and the distance between them disappeared, Connor's eyes widened, the masked attacker was already inside the effective range of his greatsword.
The Dance of Death!
Ryan's paired sabers moved, one blade forced Connor to defend high while the second came from below, Connor twisted desperately.
Clang!
He blocked one, but the other saber slipped past his defense, and Connor grunted and stumbled backward.
"What?!"
Ryan didn't stop.
Slash! Slash! Slash!
