Irtop's reaction speed had actually been incredible, the sneak attack had been launched nearly the instant the door had begun to open, any other soldiers, and even most elites wouldn't have even realised something was happening until a sword would have gone right through their head.
"Oh? What do we have here? A wandering soul? An apparition? A shade summoned by those up above? I can't quite tell for sure… But a ghostly being such as yourself, with traces of life yet in his semi-corporeal body… That is simply not right, I will not allow for an absurdity like you to exist" Irtop pulled his blade out of its sheath, the sword's steel reflecting the small amount of light in the area as he took a simple combat posture.
Both him and the spirit actually wielded similar swords, they looked alike enough to deem them the exact same type of weapon, in fact.
