Even though the Slave Trade Guild Captain could not understand how Solenne was able to cut through his well cherished armor,
That did not reduce the rage boiling in his heart.
The humiliation burned hotter than the pain from the deep wound across his chest. Years of pride and confidence were being trampled beneath Solenne's relentless assault.
"I'll kill you!" he screamed, charging forward.
His roar echoed throughout the underground chamber.
The humiliation.
He must wash it all away with Solenne's blood.
"Myriad Illusionary Blade!"
Whoosh!
His figure blurred, appearing before Solenne in a blink. His movements became several times faster than before.
Afterimages filled the surrounding space.
This attack stunned her. She never expected the Slave Trade Guild Captain would possess such a skill.
The sword shadows multiplied continuously.
One became five.
Five became dozens.
It became nearly impossible to distinguish reality from illusion.
