"It was bound to happen eventually."
James's scoffing voice echoed. I sighed and stood up. Did he really think I had collapsed?
"What was bound to happen?"
Whoosh, thwack!
I instantly closed the distance and thrust my sword. He wouldn't be able to dodge it!
[Vane Severing Sword Style - Nameless Thrust]
"It distorts."
He surprisingly recognized my sword attack. His skin became three-dimensional like polygons, then began to distort.
The moment my sword was about to be absorbed by his transformed appearance.
Thwack!
Thanks to my title, I was able to deal damage to him. James, whose left chest was pierced, frowned.
"Tsk, why?"
"I told you. I came to judge you. The Lord is with me, you fucking son of a gay."
"Hoo…"
I dragged the sword downwards, still piercing his chest. Even he wouldn't survive this!
Thwack, slice!
James collapsed, spewing blood. The moment he fell, his form changed like a heat haze, then turned into smoke and vanished.
"Huh?"
