Chapter 93: Grit Your Teeth

The moment it got within a few meters distance to him, it dashed forward, already mid-way through a swing of its left blade as he ducked away, avoiding the sharp edge that aimed for his neck as he rolled past the seraphic knight.

Close…! He thought.

As he rolled and stopped on one knee, turning back to face the silver-clad enemy–it was already partially through another attack towards him with mind-boggling speed and ferociousness, swinging its illustrious, shining blade downwards upon his head.

A [Blink Step] backwards was his only option, only evading the attack by a hair as a powerful impact resounded against the glass floor, which surprisingly didn't crack in the slightest from the force.

The Divine Knight looked at him with its helm forged to resemble the head of a lion, with a golden plume flowing like the mane of a powerful beast.