Marco suddenly pounced towards his opponent, his figure blurred and reappeared almost instantaneously in front of the other!
Whoosh!
With a swing, his sword caused a sharp keening sound as if the air was torn apart!
Caught unprepared by his unexpected burst of speed, the enemy cavalry commander was late to react.
No!
He managed to lift his arms halfway, but Marco's sword was faster.
Khshhkk!
A warrior at the peak of Transcendent died, his body split in half with a slash of a sword!
Marco stared at the dead warrior, using his sword as a crutch to prop himself up, and whispered.
"You have fought well."
He then lifted his head and observed the situation.
His troops were still fighting tooth and nail with the enemy cavalry. Despite being outnumbered by more than twice, they somehow managed to defend their positions, preventing the enemy troops from advancing further.
