With the Nether Sword guarding himself above, Crow got closer to Forus and continued to fling the purple blade forward, aiming at Forus's chest.
It was a killing blow. No mercy. Flashy. And extremely technical.
"How can he react with this now?" The blacksmith smiled. Crow's techniques were sublime to look at. His dynamic movements made every attack explosive.
Forus let go of his sword. He grabbed Crow's wrist.
"What the?!" Crow's white eyes widened.
Forus pulled Crow forward, continuing his momentum, and tripped Crow's legs.
The Abomination Knight flipped Crow over and disarmed him. Forus snatched Crow's blade and aimed it at his throat as Crow slammed on the ground.
A perfect execution.
It was not flashy. It was not complicated. A simple reversal and disarm combined together into an unbelievable technique.
Crow had lost. He lost because he was only used his skill against Forus. If he had gone all out, they story would have been different.
